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June 15 - June 18, 2022
Corvus Crow
Chancellor
Jackalfax,
the Ninth Age of the Wintersea Republic,
entire state of Great Wolfacre—
her stepmother, Ivy,
Grandmother was a “savage old bird of prey dressed up as a lady.”
The Skyfaced Clock was no ordinary clock. There were no hands, and no lines to mark the hours. Only a round glass face, with an empty sky inside that changed with the passing of the Age—from the palest-pink dawn light of Morningtide, through the golden bright Basking, to the sunset-orange glow of Dwendelsun, and into the dusky, darkening blue of the Gloaming.
Ginger of the Year or King Ginger or Big Gingery President of the Ginger Foundation for the Incurably Ginger would have been more accurate.
Mount Florien gateway?
Scholastic diplomacy visa?
the First Pocket?”
“Welcome to Nevermoor.”
Local time 6:13 a.m. on the first day of Morningtide, Spring of One, Third Age of the Aristocrats.
“Oh beeeeeee not weeeary, frieeeend of mine “While saaaaailing o’er the tiiiiides of time—
“The New Age greeeets us at the shore
“Just liiiike the Olden Age before—
There were four states that made up the Republic: Southlight, Prosper, Far East Sang, and of course Great Wolfacre,
“The Free State is the free state. The one that’s actually free. State number five, the one your tutors never taught you about, because they didn’t know about it themselves. We’re not technically part of the Republic.”
The climate’s great—cold in winter, not-cold in not-winter.
Trollosseum. You’ll love that. If you love violence. Troll fights every Saturday,
centaur roller derby Tuesday nights,
zombie paintball every sec...
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unicorn jousting at C...
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dragonriding tournament...
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HOTEL DEUCALION
Magnificat
Fenestra....a Magnificat
Mr. Kedgeree Burns, my concierge.
black oilskin umbrella with a silver filigree handle. The tip was a little bird, carved from opal.
The Graysmark School for Bright Young Men. Winter of Eleven, Age of Southern Influence.
John Arjuna Korrapati. We call him Jack.”
Great and Honorable Captain Sir Jupiter Amantius North, Esquire.”
“Vampire dwarf,” Frank
they’re saying it could be the work of”—he stopped to swallow, dropping his voice to a whisper—“of the Wundersmith,
Dame Chanda Kali,
“Dame Chanda is a grand high soprano and Dame Commander of the Order of Woodland Whisperers,”
“A noble and valiant cause, I’m sure,” he said quietly. “Protecting the Free State from those most in need of its help.”
Article ninety-seven, clause F: ‘A child who is participating in the entrance trials for the Wundrous Society shall for all legal purposes be considered a member of the Wundrous Society for the duration of said trials or until he or she is removed from the trial process.’
Charlie McAlister, the hotel chauffeur,
“You go to that Graypants School for Clever Boys, don’t you?” “Graysmark School for Bright Young Men,”
“Two frights befall you this All Hallows’ Eve,” they said in unison. “One to be seen and one to believe. Flee if you must. Charge if you dare. Or follow the glow and you might have a prayer.”
“They battle each other on Christmas Eve to see who has the best Christmas spirit. If the Yule Queen wins, her promise is a blanket of snow on Christmas morning and a blessing on every house.” “And if Saint Nick wins?” “Presents in every stocking and a fire in every hearth.
