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Challenge #04815-M066: Bride of the Son of the Volcano God

Victoria Constance Emalia Stanford has become enamored with her new husband, the son of the volcano god. He’s handsome, charming, everything she could dream of, and he returns her feelings in kind. The only hitch is that he can bathe in lava, something her flesh is too sensitive to bear. However, Nalani knows of a mask which will strengthen Victoria’s skin and let her enjoy a liquid stone Jacuzzi with her hubby.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04750-m001-all-alone-more-or-less -- Deathshead419

[AN: Had to insert the link, and I know you're kicking yourself about that, OP]

According to the noble savages, Intra and Maugamu had arranged for Nalani to have a bride. Maugamu's undersea rumblings and Intra's fierce storms and enormous waves had, indeed, washed up a bride with skin like marble and hair the colour of the very best of the natives' alcohol, hair that flowed down instead of coiling up. Victoria had to agree that she did fit this strange prophecy, at least after she was able to wash the salt from her hair.

And she had to agree that meeting an actual demigod was an experience far above accepting the highly reluctant courtship of Duke Nazelnoth. Just seeing Nalani walking down the streets of Blessed-By-Maugamu was enough to change her mind about returning to Civilisation. The way he spoke to her, treating her with a reverence she had never known before that day.

He said, "I am very sorry that my father and his friend tore you away from the life you knew."

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Saturday, Chilling Out PLNs

I know what the prompt is for the Archive and, after I get the tale of the day done, I'll have a go at writing that lot. Depending on how long I can withstand the knowledge of the blank document awaiting some fiction.

I now know how to acquire more heel inserts for my spurs! Yay. The knowledge shall be passed along to my Physio because others may be suffering for the want of them. But I have my replacements and a

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Challenge #04814-M065: Thrill of the Hunt

Why, as a Pax Humanis member do I always capture alive? Okay that's an easy one. I believe in giving my prey a truly sporting chance. Just my prey, me, and my knife. Oh, and my hunting hound. Release 'em on my reserve, give them a 40 minute head start, then go hunting.

They need to die anyway, but this gives them a bit of dignity, and fresh air. You know, 'cause I'm such a nice person. -- Anon Guest

Members of

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Friday, Duties and Dallying

MeMum now has a new phone because her old one was getting decrepit. The battery was going bad. I've done what I can to make it adjusted to her needs, but there's an issue with the alarm. I might need to go back, fiddle around, and teach her how to turn her alarm off.

Hopefully, getting her to read the screens will solve it.

I have reviews to write for the Archive, a story to write for the Temple of Notes, and

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Challenge #04814-M064: A Natural Warning

During a massive storm they put their tent up over the nest of tiny yellow dragons with blue spots, protecting it from the weather, and then slept peacefully, if uncomfortably, in their carriage.

They awakened to find not only were they now completely immune to the deadly stings, but the small creatures now nested in the carriage protecting them from bandits and other deliberate hostiles. -- Anon Guest

[AN: Microdragons are fun creatures, but not that magical. I have to invent some

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Thursday, Free-roaming Nerd

I have bread in progress and MeMum needs tech support. Fun times ahead.

Here's the PLN:

  • Get myself presentable for public appearance [done]
  • Feed the cats
  • Prep the bread process for the kids to take over
  • Wake kids and notify them of same
  • Make sure I have everything I need
  • Ice my ankle
  • Leave for MeMum's

I shall make certain that all is in place including a full tank.

As is always the case when I'm on an extended Leyland's Tour, there

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Challenge #04813-M063: Forbidden for a Reason

She was an ancient vampire, the one she loved? Well, she was a werewolf. They knew their love was, technically, forbidden due to ancient rules. Werewolves and vampires did not stay together like that. But they didn't care. They took precautions, and they were in love. -- Fighting Fit

Children of the night... what complicated drama they make.

Under the light of stars, a wolf runs, and a bat flits through the sky. This would not seem out of the ordinary even

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Wednesday, Shrink, Bread, and Other Things

I have bread in progress, a shrink appointment, my ankle to tend and some offerings to push forth. Including the weekly installment of My Baby Now.

(Quasi Update) I forgor to write this while I was getting on with all that stuff in the first paragraph. Whoopsydoodle.

Nevertheless, the weekly story installment is out. The flash fiction is about to get out. I'm one more fold away from putting the dough to rest in the fridge, and I'm still slightly nuts.

Yay?

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Challenge #04812-M062: Strength Against Weakness

Remember my students. A bully only has power over you for as long as you let them have it. That includes family members who bully you as well. But remember, the only power over you that anyone has, is the power you give them. Believe in yourself, and you'll be able to believe in those who truly care. -- Lessons

It sounded so nice. Believe in yourself and the horrid people would leave you alone. Cordelia's problem was that some of the

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Challenge #04810-M061: Old, Yes. Helpless? HA!

She was older, heavy, with hair that was greying and she walked slowly with a cane. But when a young ruffian came up and tried to be an ass toward her, the individual found that cane could still be quite an effective, painful, deterrent. No one mocked her ever again. -- Anon Guest

Birron was old enough to know better. Many grownups told him that. But he also wanted to fit in with the awesome, older kids. He was willing to do

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Monday, Backups, Physio, and Shopping

My physio appointment has moved up to today so I'm using the opportunity to get a few things whilst I can. Including eggs, because the fam is firkin ravenous for them.

I has moneys, so shopping is less of a concern. So is paying for my physio.

I can commence the regular bill cycle very soon, but not the irregular bills because my savings are a teeny bit shot to shit.

The big things have to wait a little while. Next payday,

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Challenge #04809-M060: The Pygmalion Project

They felt the warm hand upon their stone form, their eyes opening, their flesh restoring, how long had they been asleep. The being before them had kind eyes.... "are...ze...an.. orc?"

The being looked upon them and shook a heavy head. "We're not called that." / "Iz been zleeping for a long time. Wvat...are....ze called dzen?"

"Once I set camp to rest, we can talk, is that alright?" / "Of courze."

It was a long talk late into the night, and

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Sunday, Stream Shenanigans

The Archive is doing its thing. Soon, the Promptcast will be doing theirs and I shall be working as moderator on their chat.

And probably also working on the prompt from the Archive as well. Maybe even working on today's story. Going hog wild over here [/sarcasm]

I shall have money enough to start paying the bills again tomorrow. I'm going to leave it one more week before I call the Mower in to tame the yard. Insulation against disaster and all.

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Challenge #04808-M059: Subject Zero

Dragon's blood is powerful, but, is said to carry a terrible curse. When the need is great, a warrior drinks the blood of a dragon for strength. -- Deathshead419

Dragons are powerful. They're a fact as large as mountains, as devastating as tidal waves, and as hazardous as living itself[1]. Thus it was no shock that lesser species required a large amount of dragon parts to make their magic.

They were warned. Take only that which was discarded, or given freely.

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