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Sep. 23rd, 2005

Well, it's that special day of the week...posting Friday!

I'm going to keep it short for once: We're still in Tyelkormo's point of view. We're still in Formenos.

Warnings for the chapter: Nelyo!gropage. Again. The boy can't keep his hands to himself. Also, Tyelko mentions "spawning." Yes, really, if you thought I was kidding in the Ask My Characters a Question Meme when I said that Tyelko learned about sex through spawning, I was not. Oh, and there is a really bad song. Apparently, Nelyo and Macalaure like to get drunk and write bad songs. Unfortunately, I was entirely sober when I wrote it, so I have no excuse.

Macalaure is still injured in this chapter (since he hurt himself less than a week ago). It is my personal thought that I kind of neglected it, but it becomes an issue in the *next* chapter, and so I am well aware that when I hunker down for Hardcore Revision™, I am going to have to add a bit more about that in this chapter. Just as reminders.

Okay, that's all. Not as short as I wanted it to be, but okay. As usual: Comments, suggestions, and criticisms are all welcomed, both signed and anonymous. And thank you for reading :)

Chapter Fifteen )
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Two Drabbles

Sep. 23rd, 2005 09:40 am
dawn_felagund: Skeleton embracing young girl (Default)
Because yesterday was the Autumnal Equinox, I decided to do autumn drabbles instead of the Word of the Day. That leaves me with two words to do today.

As usual, you are welcome to add your drabbles to mine, if the inspiration strikes you. Personally, I find neither word highly inspiring, but one Elf's chalk is another Elf's Silmaril. Okay, I'm not going to try to write any more proverbs anytime soon.

And so ::drumroll:: the words:

Word of the Day--adventitious )

Word of the Day--modicum )

And ::extra-loud drumroll:: the drabbles:

The Mask )
This is one of those moments when I sit back and realize that I have one toe into the weekend; that, in a blink, gone will be my drab office, and I will be free for three whole days!!

On the Threshold of the Weekend )
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