Shirley Meier's Blog, page 108
July 9, 2009
80 - This Would Go Very Badly
Next day I did every ceremonial thing I needed to do, my day divided up into almost tenth pieces. I ceased mouthing trivial words of politeness. It was hard to make anything come out of my mouth unless I was enraged. I had no energy for anything but snarling. I hadn't slept well, though I had no dreams I could recall. It was late and dark and I threw down my pen in disgust. I had given Koren
Published on July 09, 2009 09:55
July 8, 2009
79 - I am Forzak. This is Hayel.
Next morning I snarled at Binshala to go away and leave me alone. I had apparently been working hard enough and long enough at being polite that she actually showed a flash of surprise but she curtsied and left my morning kaf to cool on the table while I buried my head under the gold satin pillows. I fled back into sleep.I dreamt Misahis came to me and his compassionate kaf-coloured face almost
Published on July 08, 2009 11:13
July 7, 2009
Loopy... not yet
Tingling with anticipation for tomorrow. It doesn't feel real and probably won't until I'm strapped into the thing.We'll have more reality to base our fantasy on and the Niah culture will be much more real to me. Tomorrow's post will be early because we have to drive.Wish us luck!
Published on July 07, 2009 19:26
78 - Let Him kill me first
Warning: graphic content________________________________________________________When he disappeared and the crowd began their celebrations, drums and horns and bells and singing, waving banners, Father turned to me. A slave... I looked into his eyes and caught the fear in them only fleetingly as he gently pressed a cloth to the cut on my face."My amendment. Don't ever try to interrupt like
Published on July 07, 2009 13:43
July 5, 2009
76 - Showing the White
Hey guys... I've posted very very early this morning just in case Karen and I end up taking the boys down to learn how to hang glide. It all depends on the weather. Enjoy!I wore an elaborately embroidered shirt myself, imported from Brahvniki, a dark blue satin—almost black--with white and red and gold and pink and black embroidery so stiff you could almost not see the collar or cuffs. There
Published on July 05, 2009 22:49
July 3, 2009
75 - Blood into Gold
I went down to my horde since I was 'confined' to the Marble Palace and feeling so strange. I had been going up to Misahis's rooms but there was nothing left of him there. The High Chamberlain had made them over into a guest suite with nothing of his blues and greens and sandy colours and low furniture and grass mats. He had been erased under red and gold and dark, heavy wood furniture and
Published on July 03, 2009 20:59
July 2, 2009
74 - Why can't He always be like this?
Filias, a body servant of my Father, lay in wait for me just inside the Steel Gate when I got back. "Spark of the Sun's Ray..." he said quietly as I came up."Yes, what?""The exalted one's Divine Father wishes to see His devoted son the instant he returns."My heart sank. What would happen now? Had He discovered I was with Shefenkas? Had the Mahid reported it, though it was not part of their
Published on July 02, 2009 08:05
July 1, 2009
73 - Lightning Strikes Wolf
I've changed my mind and am doing a short post today. Enjoy!Lightning Strikes WolfOur charming readers of the Serpent's Tale, might be appalled to find out that a certain raven-tressed rogue, is no rogue. The bad boy or golden boy of the Mezem, given your perspective, has a deep, dark secret. Not to give anything away, or name any names but we have it from the best sources that the
Published on July 01, 2009 17:48
Happy Canada Day
Today is a holiday for me! I know I've gotten behind a bit because of this illness. You don't want details, trust me.Back to our regular schedule tomorrow. I'm considering holding a contest here to be tuckerized in the work. Your name might only be marginally recognizable turned into either Arkan or Yeoli but I would do my best. Check out the contest poll and let me know if you're interested.
Published on July 01, 2009 16:32
June 30, 2009
72 - Listening while a brass toy spins
My hands and feet were very cold when I paused at Iska's desk. "I'd like a kaf, if you please." I said quietly, to the boy sitting there. "Where's Iskanzas?""Certainly, exalted one. Kaf. Right away. Um... the fessas manager... is with the Director, exalted." It was like pulling teeth to get information... bad image... I took a deep breath in."This worm one... umm... does not know...""All
Published on June 30, 2009 15:19