“Or… maybe Samarkarantha?” said Keru, himself puzzled. “He could he have sent a note ahead of us? Or his little woody faced servant things might have come in the night? That was clever of him–if he did it–he does seem to always be thinking ahead with things. Could’ve been him? I guess.” He didn’t sound…
Fair Upon the Tor #29 (updates Mondays)
As they went, Keri mused aloud, losing herself in half-words and half-memories, “Old Magess Quinnya. That one was a bit of a battleaxe. Always angry about something. Go there. Stand here. No, stand there! And stop looking at me like that. And don’t be so smug.” Keri affected a high, nasal tone–a sort of cultured…
Fair Upon the Tor #28 (updates Mondays)
“You heard about that too? Wasn’t it an accident?” Keru held his words for a breath after he said it, reflecting, then adding, “I didn’t hear much, I guess.” Keri skipped her voice in over his. “Oh, brother, you do love the sound of your own voice. When you don’t have anything to say, you…
Fair Upon the Tor # 27 (updates Mondays)
“They must have walked paths I didn’t. For me, it was mostly just half-carven, unfinished stone walls.” Her brow knit, memories chased themselves around in her eyes, and she looked much more serious. “There were etchings on the walls, in places. Strange letters, but I couldn’t read them. A few rude faces carved in the…
Fair Upon the Tor #26 (updates Mondays)
A small, silent and mutual regard teased out between the two of them then, but it twisted upon itself and became uncomfortable. Caewen felt self-conscious. She looked away, down at her feet, at the wet, dewy grass and the places where the night’s spiderwebs lay like jewelled nets over it. When she had gathered her…
Illustration 14 (updates Thursdays)
Just a monochromatic watercolour pencil sketch today.
Fair Upon the Tor #25 (updates Mondays)
“In what way are you evil?” she said, putting playfulness into her tone. “Do not ask questions that will lead to unpleasant answers,” said Samarkarantha. “One way that we restrain the demons of the heart is to play our own little mind games, ignore the tempting voices, pretend the words are weak, or bare whispers…
A Dragon Made of Madman
So a friend of mine has taken a bunch of my novels (published and unpublished) and trained a neural network on them to see what it would turn out. The results vary from incomprehensible word salad to quite a decent parody of me, to (sometimes) quite lovely leaps of phrase. Here’s some selections. The soldiers…
A Library in Faerie
I stumbled across this pin and related pins just now. There’s a lot of very beautiful books here. I’ll paste a few of my favourite designs/titles below, but I think I’ll have to come back to this page and hunt up some of these titles. An awful lot of old books are now available via…
Fair Upon the Tor #24 (updates Mondays)
Caewen slept late, awaking groggy, unsure, and squinting against the light. The morning sun suffused the roof of the tent, setting the ivory and off-red fabric alight, like stripes of white and red forge metal, glowing. Her eyes felt gritty with sleep. She yawned as she got to her elbows, looking around. Everyone else had…