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February 6, 2012

Nominated for the Rose and Bay!

Eclipse Court has been nominated for the Rose and Bay Award!  So has Karen's Philosopher in Arms and other fine online fiction!



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Published on February 06, 2012 12:09

February 3, 2012

625 - The Alesinafien

"For
all that we've displayed you naked to the city, Minis," Gan said.  "We can't take shameless advantage of you
yet."



Ky
and Fara giggled.  "We need to do that alesinafien," they both said.



"Oh,
please let me at least wash this stuff off before you try and stuff me into
armour.  Do I have to?  I'm not really a warrior."



They
looked at each other and giggled again.  "It's
Jitz. 
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Published on February 03, 2012 19:35

February 2, 2012

624 - Like the Election Night

I sat
in the fountain up to my waist, an oily drift floating away from me whenever
the water began to still but I was mostly clean.  Bits of cake sank slowly away to the
filters.  The city water takishas must absolute hate this day
with everything clogging the filters.­­



Bella
started licking the back of my head and I ducked under to discourage her.  When I came up, holding hands both
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Published on February 02, 2012 20:58

February 1, 2012

623 - Forzak Forzak Forzak

I watch the Young Sinner and the benighted and demonic crowd around them.  That... female... who will be named
Imperatrix, the foreigners who surround the once pure and perfect scions of the
Imperial line...



The dog-keeper in the
ridiculous parody of the Fenjitza's wear surround by his vile beasts, all
mocking the various ministers of the greatest Empire on the earthsphere. The
foreigners,
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Published on February 01, 2012 13:23

January 31, 2012

622 - Into the Onslaught

Muunas, High God, make those
shenning girls stop! 
 



"Kyriala!"  I was almost
wheezing.  I wasn't drunk at all any
more, chasing those... those... I had a choice. 
I could get angry or just give up and laugh.  The dawn was just over the Rim and the light
had gone from dim to the absolute crystal clear of what people call a 'throne
morning'.  Thank you Ten.  Jitzmitthra seldom had rain but
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Published on January 31, 2012 19:38

January 29, 2012

621 - Just Keep Serving!

Dad
is beaming.  The money is pouring in this
year.  Not only for Jitz but for the whole men's party for the... well I guess he's the
Imperator now, technically since it's after his third threshold birthday.  I'm not holding my breath until after the Ten
Tens.  I mean I get about all this voting
shen. 
I saw more ways of governing in my travels than I have fingers and toes.

I
wave the old
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Published on January 29, 2012 22:31

January 27, 2012

For Monday

I may do another Fig Post.  We'll see.
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Published on January 27, 2012 17:47

620 - In the Temple

They
told me to sit and meditate.  I wasn't
sure I could.  I was too drunk and too
full.  I'm drunk, did I say that out
loud?  But I was in the Temple, sitting
right at Muunas and Selinae's feet.  That's
not right.  I got up and genuflected to
the High Gods and staggered over to sit with Mikas.  That was better.



I
was really drunk.  I checked to see if I
needed to throw up.  No.  "Hi
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Published on January 27, 2012 11:09

January 26, 2012

620 - The Real Jitz

My bad.

I'm too tired to wite this.

Sorry.

I will do my best though I will be driving at least six hours tomorrow... We will see if I manage.

Sorry again.

Hugs all around.
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Published on January 26, 2012 20:46

January 25, 2012

619 - With Bare Hands

"Grandmama!  He didn't!"



Kyriala's
grandmother leaned over the ceremonial cloth spread on the carpet, waving her
glass for emphasis.  "He did!  He did indeed!  I hide him behind my pillows disguised as a
bolster while my papa tore my room apart, certain that someone was threatening
my virtue!  I sat in bed leaning against
my pillows, my sheets pulled up around my ears, my nightgown rucked
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Published on January 25, 2012 20:54