I can improve some mobility, but I pay for it in back-ache. So I am MOTIVATED to do the daily tale and hike off to a more restful location.
This would be much better for me if I knew where the remote for the bedroom TV had got too.
I hate being this scrunched.
Story as soon as I can focus.
An older god. One who had been old when the world was new. From before even the time of the dragons, before the elves came into existence, whispered gently, and not unkindly, to Wraithvine. "If your body is ever destroyed, you, your home, and your cat, will be joining us in the immortal plains. So that your work in the world that you so love, will never end." -- Anon Guest
In the beginning, the legends say, there were Dragons. The Great
Read more »Alas, the weekly blog thing is out of order, but I got the Patreon posts up.
The hip error plaguing me over yesterday and the day before is still plaguing me today. A knot in one of my right gleuteal muscles is making itself known and life uncomfortable, and I am not liking consciousness at the moment.
Moving along with today's tale while I can stand being vertical.
Read more »Wraithvine is trying to help a panicked child who ends up biting him in their terror. He does not pull his hand away, but rather, soothes and forgives the little one. -- Anon Guest
Of all the evils a modern world could commit, one of the top ten was dumping snare wire in the wilderness. Wraithvine considered it part of hir duties to find and destroy it whenever ze wandered through any part of nature. Judging strictly by the howling and snarling,
Read more »I owe Patreon stuff. I owe the rant installment. I did manage some other writing this morning. I dunno about putting it anywhere.
My right hip firkin HATES me today, so the spawn are taking over bread production.
I tried a heat pack and it did give some relief, but getting up to reheat that thing is promising a lot of pain.
I might have to get one of the spawn to reheat the heat pack for me.
I'll stick to moving
Read more »Nine Princes and Princesses from across the realms receive a mysterious letter, that they must attend an important gathering of unspecified content; one to be held in a peaceful land which has no quarrel with any of the nobles. Indeed, the ruler there declares no knowledge of the invitations nor that he had ever heard of the sprawling palace where the nine gather with their servants and favorites. What unfolds next surprises everyone involved… -- Deathshead419
Eighteen letters. Each on high-class paper,
Read more »King Krivcol III had a brush with death at a young age. Now he relies upon astrologers to gauge his future, planning out every detail of his and his family's lives. But his growing paranoia with what's to come may be blinding him to problems around him in the here and now... -- Deathshead419
Many heads of state had advisors. Some had viseers, some had chancellors, come had cabinets of experts. King Krivkol Florentus Montgomerie Oralendo Montecroix, third of his name, had
Read more »I have officially written for next week's Promptcast. I have dough underway. I owe two stories and some Patreon stuff.
But at least I have the Promptcast thing in a state where I like it.
Onwards to the Twofer with short pauses for bread.
And then I see what I can chuck to my Patrons. If anything.
Read more »Read more »My parents were cold narcissists. As an adult, once they signed everything to me, I signed our entire solar system to the alliance. I have plenty to live on, my mansions, my gardens, and so much more. But now the halls are full of life and youthful laughter. It actually feels like a home, not a museum. My parents? They live in their wing, their own little world. I'm letting them live the remainder of their golden years in peace. Under watch,
I've got a little list... of things that will be missed...
Gilbert and Sullivan aside, I need to go shopping, write a twofer, and figure out at least what the fuck I'm doing for the Promptcast.
Survived shopping. Activating the binaural beats and locking in for today's twofer.
Read more »I am spending the day with MeMum, which will also include the Erastide Chocolate Exchange because the Orange Menace Ruins Everything(tm). But it boils down to "everything's expensive because someone let a senile President be alone with a fascist world leader for 20 minutes".
Yay. Not.
So everything that emerges from me on the interwebs is largely dependent on how much energy remains by the time I resume operations at my regular place.
If nothing today, twofer tomorrow.
Read more »They ran as fast as the wind toward Wraithvine and Bibrid, tackling both to the ground just as a magic arrow flies past the three. The arrow's power seared the being's back, the percussion caused bones to be broken. But, despite the immense pain, they said in a soft whisper to the two. "I'd tackle you again like this in a heartbeat, you're worth it." -- Anon Guest
Of all the strange powers to have from birth, Scramble's ability to freeze time
Read more »Moderated for the Promptcast's author interviews, got half a chapter reviewed by Cryptid Roots in Twitch.
Allegedly settling down to get on with today's agenda. With the usual chatting with my peeps on Discord.
Tomorrow is Mother's Day, so I'm doing some stuff for MeMum and the resulting daily tale will be later than what passes for normal. If it's presented at all.
Travel and stuff tends to drain me, so we shall see what we shall see when the day happens.
Read more »Not long ago, this planet of havenworlders saved a human who had, had a cheese-grater landing. If not for these beings, the human, fortunately the only occupant of that freighter, would not have survived. Then raiders came to harm these people. And the humans showed what gratitude for kindness earns. -- Anon Guest
[AN: May be in relation to: https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04839-m090-waif-and-stray ]
Hal was learning a lot of things. Starting with the fact that aliens were real and that
Read more »A couple more days until the money comes into my accounts and I can pay the bills and arrange for more supplies.
I shall be clinging to every spare penny in the hopes of saving up for some little extras that will make life more pleasant in the long run.
In betwixt hoping that things improve overall, of course.
Still no word from the agent who is supposedly looking at Beauties and the Beastly. I sent off a polite email and am
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