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June 5, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
I think that in every story the author gets one official suspension of disbelief. You can have one thing that is totally ridiculous that you’re asking everyone to ignore. Most science fiction and fantasy texts use it for the premise of the story. Aliens are real? Okay. Tiny blonde superhero can ignore the laws of […]
February 28, 2012 by Kandace Mavrick
So on Friday night I read A Study in Scarlet. It was shorter than I remembered. But then, it’s been a while since I’ve read it. Possibly a very long while. I started to feel these echoes of familiarity as soon as I laid eyes on the inscription on the first page and the feeling […]
December 30, 2011 by Kandace Mavrick
I don’t know about you, but sometimes when I hear people planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse I start to wonder if they’re looking forward to it. If that’s you, or, you know, you think your exercise routine needs a bit more of an adrenaline rush (or you enjoy framing your whole life as a […]
November 24, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
19 The next morning was warmer than I expected. ‘Did you learn the lessons of my songs?’ Asked Mithril. Smiling, I remembered what he had sung. ‘Sometimes I think there weren’t any… But at other times I stop, and consider, perhaps there was wisdom in the wit of it? The terrible responsibly of it all? […]
November 22, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
18 Strictly speaking, by the end of this ritual, I was to be an Elf. And with it, all intents and the devices thereof. So, dressed as I was in supplicant’s robe —or otherwise as it’s known, my hair. I found I walked down an un-natural, aged path of rose bushes—wrong season for them— and […]
November 20, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
14 ‘He has been practicing with un-tamed fervour, this ballad of un-known lover! I say, such romance. Let us listen…’ Mithril himself falling quiet. The Chattering Hall–at night silent, open to the stars; though on a hot summer or spring day like that, roofed with gentle feathers and the talk of birds. —This was to […]
November 17, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
So in passing days, I lent to study musical, where Mithril looked on and said only of my perusal of romance and ballad that my heart that beat, must quicken at a glance. Yet he found my malice, and shut himself quiet at a look. But we still had our relations, and while they were […]
November 16, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
11 ‘Oh! Dalsarion, are you so sure? We know of one another’s voice, true, but to love? How can you proclaim it?’ ‘I maybe young,’ I said, ‘even by my manly terms, but I know when my heart speaks by me. And now it tells me, you!’ ‘You find me fair and easy of face, […]
November 14, 2011 by Paul McLaughlan
9 Soon, he told me, I must be given to the Court. —A tradition, and only as worthy as that, he told me. For, at most auspicious times it was mannered, for one to put forth their lives in service to a crown. He laughed, no, it was not only they who had ever believed […]
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November 26, 2013 by Kandace Mavrick
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