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June 22, 2012
June 21, 2012
Inspiration Thursday – Steampunk
by Agnes Merikan
“Gentlemen’s tales of love, lust and the undead” is a steampunk series. The combination of Victorian spirit and aesthetics with all the possibilities of creating an alternative history is incredibly inspiring.
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June 20, 2012
WIP Wednesday – Scavengers: September
That is a perfectly respectable dinner conversation. It is!
“Ya don’t want to send them to one of those fancy schools?” Ira asked without thinking, before adding a hurried “My Lord”. Katherine laughed, amused at his slip.
“It would be amazing to be able to have him go to Eaton, like me, but that’s still a few years to go,” said James, finally looking up at Ira, with a mysterious smile.
“Oh”, said the other man, exhaling slowly at the sight. “How was it to be so far from ya family that young?” he asked.
“Sometimes lonely, I must admit. But it builds the right attitude in a boy. You learn to fend for yourself, you make alliances that serve you well in the future and learn a lot about dealing with people that you wouldn’t if you were home schooled. It had its downsides, but I suppose that is what happens in life too and you need to learn about it.”
“Being a girl is much less stressful,” laughed Katherine, pouring herself some more wine. She was in an extraordinary mood today. “No caning for us.”
Ira snickered, shifting his gaze to James, whose cheeks were already bright red. “You were caned?”
“Well…” he cleared his throat. “Yes, I suppose it’s unavoidable even for the best students…” James looked to the empty wine bottle with a sigh. “It’s tradition,” he shrugged. “One could argue that it also helps create a strong backbone in a man. That pun was not intended!” he laughed.
June 19, 2012
Translation Tuesday! – Young Remidoff
Launching a series of short fragments of our Polish works translated into English is an excerpt from “Born Under the Moon”. It describes the main character, Remidoff Ranvin as a young boy at his family home in the Tanelf Empire.
The young tanelf was dressed in a pair of long, narrow trousers and a dress shirt, both blue and decorated with a sophisticated design embroidered with white and golden threads. The stand-up collar covered his graceful neck up to the jawline, every inch of flesh above it carefully hidden by clean bandages. White gloves were tucked into the sleeves and on his head, there was a blue turban, decorated with several diamonds.
He couldn’t be more than fourteen, but anyone who looked into his green eyes, would have no doubts regarding the boy’s race. They were the essence of this child’s beauty; crystallized charisma, from the slightly yellowish outer edge of the iris to the gentle shadow of the lashes. Even his lips were covered by white cloth, but didn’t show any signs of pain when he straightened in the chair.
The child’s eyes darted to a glass of water, full of longing. He could hear his parents raising their voices in the next chamber, but he didn’t understand what it was that they were arguing about. He studied the room out of boredom. It was a large chamber, primarily used to entertain his parents’ guests, so he was seldom brought in here. After all, having a child who was born under the moon was no reason for pride.
-Agnes Merikan
