Shirley Meier's Blog, page 88

207 - Into the Storm

Thunder cracked and I wanted so to pull the cover over my head. A childish thing to do, Selinae forgive me. Everyone else would be out in the wet already. I should get up. It would be tonight. Tonight we would get away from those horrible, horrible tag-ends of the old Imperium. Tonight I would put on boy's trousers, tie my hair up as tight as if I were okas shaved, and Gannara would be

206 - Most, ahem, plausible

"Psst. Minis!" The rain is cold and I can hardly hear Gannara hissing into my ear. "The girls are already ahead of us! I'll help you with the box!" We slithered down the water and mud hillside toward the river bank, I thought I heard a shout and I check, trying to stop us. That throws off our balance and Gannara and I fall the box smashing open as we fall, the gemstones and chains and

205 - Waiting for the Rain

"Heya, Ilesias!" My little brother was jumping in puddles outside his tent, while Kaita sat under the flap to stay out of the wet. "Minis, hi! Lookit this!" He was soaked through and I ducked under the tent flap to watch him dancing in the rain without having to stay in it. "I'm watching. I'll just stand over here to talk with Kaita. Hey, little brother! That puddle's almost deep as

204 - Do you know how to swim?

"Ailadas, do you know how to swim?" He blinked at me and coughed, of course. "Ahem. Ahem." "In all seriousness, I need to know." He fussed with his books a bit and gave me an arch look under his bushy eyebrows. "Ahem. In my… ahem -- misspent youth -- it might be that I learned how to stay mostly on top of the water rather than under it." "Good. That means that three of the

203 - We are getting away NOW

I choked down breakfast, still shaking from Obedience, my clothing too harsh on my body. Kyriala was also perfectly turned out, but she was paler than normal, her lips held tight as though to clench on every word. 2nd Amitzas called for us to dance after breakfast, less because it was training and more to emphasize his control of us. Thank the Ancestors Gannara is no longer screaming. I'm

202 - Aftermath

Graphic warning: Soul violence_____________________ By the time I finished the rite for the dead, I was reeling and 2nd Amitzas had regained his balance, his control of the situation. He was obviously caught off guard by having me catch him – too late, too late!—in the act of removing Binshala from our company. "Rest she in Celestialis," Kyriala said softly after I finished speaking. "

201 - She Deserves the Rites No Less

This winter has not been so bad as last, at least from the point of view of the weather. Ilesias's birthday this year wasn't as good as he thought last year's. Binshala would have made him a real cake from the supplies still in the monastery cellars but he wanted his stack of whipped cream and pancakes and fruit that she'd made for him before. I could see it was going to become a tradition.

Author's Note! Mahid deaths Auctioned!

I have ten to sixteen Mahid deaths or injuries to offer on the block!Injuries are negotiaable!Contact me with paypal details and we will negotiate Mahid deaths!Unfortunately 2nd Amitzas is sacrosanct... his death is already ordained... but...others may die.Pay me and I'll write some neat deaths!And thanks to all who voted in the most recent poll about whether Ky is in love with Minis!

200 - The Imperial Diet and Madness

It is a little known fact that for the past six generations of the Aan line, the Heirs and Imperators have been consuming gradually increasing dosages of various poisons in their food, sometimes beginning as early as first threshold. This, to provide a certain immunity to lesser amounts of these particular poisons, should they be used in assassination attempts. This fact could be confirmed

Author's Note

My apologies for the late, short post today. Monday will be Post 200 and will mark a turning point for Minis.Enjoy!