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Story for the Day: Pleasure in Growling

To honour Twisk's new site: a portion of Pleasure in Growling


One evening, when Kai Linaa was feeling disconsolate and unworthy while sitting at her drawing table and looking at a piece she deemed to be despicable, Unghaahi sought to appease her sorrowfulness with a small display of his adulation. He knew that an appraisal of her work would only lead to more conjectures of the opposing kind and instead thought to appeal to her worthiness as a whole. The Den Amhadhri approached Kai Linaa,...

New art site: The art of Twisk

New sister site for all the art for the series: http://artoftwisk.blogspot.com/

As well, a new carousel at the bottom of each post. If you enjoy the stories, get the book and support the series!

Story for the Day: Naming of a Lamb

A moment from book 11 Adaoire's brother Aiden and his lovely little lamb
Adaoire was conscious of her growing attachment and almost believed she would stay on the farm or sleep in the barn if he should ask her. The beauties of the kingdom's countryside enchanted many of the women he had been used to chase, but where others were rapt with the well-tended lands and verdancy of the bounding hills, she was captivated by him. He was gratified by her interest and was of the opinion that if he...

Story for the Day: Spider-killer's Reward

A Spider-killer's Reward                The coming of spring meant many things in Frewyn, but the objects most concerning to the kingdom's citizens were the thawing of the frosts, the coming of the light dew on the grass of the countryside, and the infiltration of small home invaders that marked the onset of the winter's end. Most had been used to the increase of ants seen crawling about their homes but as the appearance of these beings meant the arrival of warmth, the various insects were ...

New Art: Aiden and Triskillien Complete

Voila! Triskillien and Aiden from book 11, by the incredible-edible Twisk.
P.S. Aiden lost his small finger in a wood-chopping accident: a story his twin brother Adaoire loves telling.

Story for the Day: Ms Mandidoun

The Coming of Ms Mandidoun
                Adaoire was equally pleased to see her but hid his immense happiness behind the wicked grin she was no doubt desirous of seeing. He opened his arms to her and when she attached herself to him crushed her in an endearing embrace. He had not expected that she should ever return after the threats he had accorded her father on the matter of her visitations and he could not deny that this was a most welcome surprise.                  "Aye, I knew you...

Mrs Donnegal

I like Mrs Donnegal. She has seen much in her time. Here is a little piece from book 11.
Sheamas Donnegal and Boudicca


Mrs Donnegal had taken the charge of milking the cows twice a day to keep them in supportable health and was applied to for gathering the eggs laid by the brown hens each day, but the most important task Mrs Donnegal kept was making supper at the farmhouse. Since her husband had passed on, she had taken a great joy in finding employment about the house and found comfort in...

Story for the Day: Colds

I have a vehement dislike for colds.
Colds Rautu will not go to court, but he will make soup                Although the commander's visits to the royal court were seldom, they were not without their due effects. The incessant hums of the gossip quietly dispersing through the room while Alasdair made his proclamations was merely one affront among many to agitate her: the sharp and various fragrances of the teeming noblewomen, the stares her large breasts incurred from the young and eager...