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    Month: October 2023

    This Textured Darkness, #80

    Red Robes had stomped his left hand. They hadn’t touched his right, the hand with the mark, which they avoided out of fear.

    October 8, 2023August 28, 2023 by joanspilman

    Nonna Gaylene Walks the Floor (A Harshbarger Mills Story) part 3

    I piled everything in a skillet and heated it until it was palatable, dumped everything in a big bowl, and marched out to his run.

    October 7, 2023October 8, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #79

    “Elymas has been killing the children for 300 years. I’ve seen them in dreams from which I couldn’t awaken. Sweet faces of angels frozen in death.”

    October 7, 2023September 23, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #78

    “Ranald steps closer to death every day. The tips of his fingers are black now. Elymas is poisoning him, but I don’t know how,” said Laveth.

    October 6, 2023September 23, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #77

    “Ranald needs his tonic,” replied Laveth. “He’s gone without for three days and his bones are needled with pain.”

    October 5, 2023September 23, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #76

    “The twisted stairs. Spiders are there. I haven’t swept them for two weeks.”
    ” Twisted stairs?” asked the Queen. “What are you talking about?”

    October 4, 2023September 23, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #75

    “Oh, yes,” said Laveth bitterly and closed the shutter with a bang. “There’s no use railing against what I can’t change.”

    October 3, 2023October 1, 2023 by joanspilman

    Nonna Gaylene Walks the Floor (a Harshbarger Mills Story)

    Part 2 I started feeding Pace during the most beautiful Indian summer I’ve ever seen. Lucky feeds the hounds once a day, but by September, Pace was… Read more “Nonna Gaylene Walks the Floor (a Harshbarger Mills Story)”

    October 2, 2023October 2, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #74

    “Since coming to Castle Ursaulis,” Nan Maura told her. “I’ve seen the death of every Earth Child for the past three hundred years in my dreams. It will make no difference if your son is the King’s get.”

    October 2, 2023October 1, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #73

    “How can I take another’s child as my own?” ask the Queen.
    “How can you not? This child, this Earth Child, must live.”

    October 1, 2023September 23, 2023 by joanspilman

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