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January 14, 2011

417 - Run Ili Run

The drains the boys were in were ancient and lined with brick as opposed to the modern ones built of pour-stone.  No maintenance had been done and the thick strands of fungus growing like stalactites from the ceiling actually gave some dim illumination to supplement the boy's glowing marbles.  Patches of creeping reddish light and green or dim blue ooze away from them, leaving slow dark tracks
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Published on January 14, 2011 18:01

417 - Teaser: Run Ili Run

The drains the boys were in were ancient and lined with brick as opposed to the modern ones built of pour-stone.  No maintenance had been done and the thick strands of fungus growing like stalactites from the ceiling actually gave some dim illumination to supplement the boy's glowing marbles.  Patches of creeping reddish light and green or dim blue ooze away from them, leaving slow dark tracks
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Published on January 14, 2011 18:01

January 13, 2011

416 - What's in His Treasure Box?

I couldn't bear sitting next to the Sereniteer, calmly checking little boxes off her search list.  Ky and I went to sit on the hill of the folly, the highest point of land in the garden."We've searched the folly already," Kyriala said, her fan moving steady as a machine.  She actually set her hand upon my elbow and I could feel her hand tremble though it did not show.  She didn't show any of
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Published on January 13, 2011 18:49

January 12, 2011

415 - Maybe it's This Way

There was a tap at the door right around the time Grandfather gave me his hand to help me sitting up.  It was good that I had someone in the Marble Palace.  If he hadn't been there I would have felt very bereft.  A very snide part of me, in the back of my head, said that the Gods were all very well but kind of insubstantial for every day support."S… ser?"  An underservant, obviously.  The
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Published on January 12, 2011 20:53

January 11, 2011

414 - Nonsense

AN:  I seem to be managing these little posts at the end of the day.  I will keep this up as long as I can.  Thanks bunches!  And thank you to all who donated and contributed in their various ways over Yule!  You guys rock.
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This was the third time in my life I'd been truth-drugged.  I should be getting used to it, I suppose.  I lay back and waited and looked
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Published on January 11, 2011 19:00

January 10, 2011

413 - Jia, Where Are You?

I like this place where we're renting now.  Nuni's older'n I am, but he listens to me 'cause I have more world 'sperience."Your Flapper's okay," I say.  The flying lizard thing is really not a real flyer but its ribs snap open and it spreads out flat and they kind of flap when it breathes and it's pink and has scary looking fangs.  He says to be careful 'cause the fangs... they're ornamental
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Published on January 10, 2011 21:44

Unitended Hiatus

Author's Note:


Chere Readers, I am sorry for this announcement but I am going to be putting regular posting of Eclipse Court on a several months hiatus.  I need to first and foremost, write for my patron and do paid work.
My bills have caught up with me and I just cannot manage.

Once I get the bills caught up, the car paid off... then I will consider going back to a daily, five day per week
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Published on January 10, 2011 14:30

January 7, 2011

412 - My Naked Soul

I'd skated across to my new abode, almost as wild as when I was a Dyer messenger, Joras and the rest of my guards – hired by Joras in the couple of days since I'd hired him -- on my heels.  One thing, they all had to know how to use faib skates.It was just so much faster than getting the horses tacked up for back and forth across the city from Marble Palace to Diamond on the Earthsphere.
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Published on January 07, 2011 20:58

January 6, 2011

411 - A Gold-Chick with Inked Glove

I have stories… I have Hayel-sucking too many to write all of a sudden and I tell you, Jem… I hot-footed from the presser at the Marble Palace alla way across to the Liren Manor.  Now I'm not the only one. Other writers trying to get in a quick interview with the new… new! Candidate fer the Crystal Throne.  I tell yah it pays to be a writer in the new Arko!  I'll drink to that!I get to the
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Published on January 06, 2011 20:57

January 5, 2011

410 - When the Sword calls the Knife Sharp

"Imperator.  You Whose Wit is the Bulwark of Arko…"  Intharas, still bullish, barely paused.  "Would You submit to truth drug along with… at the same time as… in the same session as…Ser Itrean and Serin Aan?  I want to ask if you have gone crazy."Again there was the deathly silence on the end of the words and then Chevenga smiled sunnily at Intharas.  "Certainly."  There was an explosive snort
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Published on January 05, 2011 17:33