Qilynn Starpath watched the sailors throw heavy ropes over the rail to men waiting on the dock. They caught the arm-thick lines as they landed on the pier, wrapping them around sturdy wooden logs that disappeared into the harbor. “Drop anchor!” the captain roared. Qilynn grabbed for the rail as the ship bumped hard against … Continue reading Qilynn: Welcome to Southport
After 1458 days, First Reader and I finally received our permanent Certificate of Occupancy from the county. This was a few days shy of the four-year anniversary of losing the house to the Cameron Peak Fire. We still have work to do, but the building department now considers the house complete. Any new construction we … Continue reading Rebuilding the Dream, Pt 166
By the time we arrived on the Western Slope on Sunday afternoon, dinner was almost ready. Two hours later, we watched the sun set over the mesa. (C) 2024, JJ ShaunSunset over Grand Mesa, Western Colorado. Monday, we drove around looking at the sights and views of the surrounding areas. One place we visited was … Continue reading Home Again
The dissonance eased as Lyryk reached the ballroom. The varied shades of crimson, red, burgundy, and maroon affected her mood and her music took on the tones of a march. Eliam glanced at her from the corner of his eye and changed the tempo. She tried to follow his lead, but the weight of the … Continue reading Framed, Part 3
What a trip! Indeed, the drive into San Diego was the nightmare I expected. The drive south from Big Pine was slick and quick until we reached the outskirts of San Bernardino. Of course, we reached town during the first throes of rush hour. By the time we reached Temecula, I was done. So, we … Continue reading Homeward Bound
First Reader and I are on a much needed vacation. We left last Tuesday on a road trip for parts west. Our first destination: Las Vegas, Nevada, the gambling capital of America. The trip did not come without a first day hiccup, though. About fifty miles from our first night’s rest, something flew under the … Continue reading On the Road Again
After the intermission, Lyryk returned to the stage. Eliam joined her a few moments later. His face was pale, as if he were ill. He picked up his harp and plucked a mournful tune. She tapped the rhythm on her drum, letting him set the tempo. “Are you alright?” she whispered. “Yeah,” he hesitated. “No. … Continue reading Framed, Part 2
Spymaster Tordak Hammersong had secured a commission for Lyryk Starsong to play on the fortieth birthing day of one Lady Pamila Redthorne. Rumors swirled around the Redthorne family, and nearby residents found them strange birds, indeed. Lord and Lady Redthorne invited the elite of Morganskeep to attend various celebrations throughout the year. And, every season, … Continue reading Framed, Pt 1
You board the trade and passenger vessel Sea Drake in Thayur, the major trade hub along the eastern seaboard. Your plan: to sail from Thayur to the northern desert port city of Abad-Noir, then maybe along to Brookhaven, Port Ramall, and eventually Noxport. These cities are all major ports along the main trade roads that … Continue reading The Sea Drake
The next morning, Malusk, Skrie, and Theren sat in the common room of Ermina’s and broke their fast. Garrick had stumbled in near dawn, stinking of ale. He lay passed out in the room. Ermina, seeing Skrie’s worn vestments, directed the group to the Temple Square.“If’n yer lookin’ ta pay yer respects ta th’ goddess, … Continue reading Exploring Irewick, Part One
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