clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Fringe: Walternate: evil)
Title: The New Queen
World: The Ursulan Cycle
Word count: 245 (total: 2,935)
Rating: PG-13 for mentions of incest
Notes: I've named Gwanwyn's sisters Grainne (Gaheris) and Melva (Gareth); I decided to keep Agravain as male. (I considered naming them all the other Welsh names for the seasons, but those don't really sound like names as much as Gwanwyn does.) This story deviates slightly from [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith's timeline.

Also, I have a visual! I searched "lady knight" on DeviantArt and came up with many excellent pieces, some of which I may be using as visuals for other Ursulan Cycle characters, but in particular this painting struck me as fitting exactly the image of Gwanwyn I had.


Gwanwyn sat down beside Morgan at the table and smacked him so hard on the shoulder that he moved forward in his seat two inches. “So, little brother! How would you like to come to the new queen’s court with us?”Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Writing: stories last longer)
Title: Fatherhood
World: The Ursulan Cycle
Word count: 1,227 (total: 2,357)
Rating: PG
Notes: To [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith's commission for more Ursulan stories. I love Morgan so much, I just keep writing about him. (Which is weird, because normally I prefer to write about female characters!)


Morgan wanted to carry the baby home in his own arms, but his mother insisted that the wet-nurse take her, even though she would be walking and they were riding and the road was all mud from storms. That should, perhaps, have been his first sign. But he was so focused on little Morwenna, her tiny pink toes, her silky dark hair, that he couldn’t think of anything else.

He rode beside her all the way home, making the wet-nurse walk by his stirrup. “Isn’t she sweet? Look at her, sleeping so peacefully. Is she the sweetest baby you’ve ever met, Eleanor?”

The wet-nurse shook her head, smiling. “I wouldn’t know, master. I’m my mother’s youngest and I never had a baby of my own. But she does seem awfully sweet. What does her name mean?”

Morgan frowned. “I’m not sure. But it’s lovely, isn’t it? Mother, what does Morwenna mean?”Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Default)
Title: Kraken
World: other
Word count: 1,542
Rating: PG
Prompt: Continuing with the prompts from K. Orion Fray, except I think I missed the point... so I'm just posting what I wrote. It was fun to write.


Zane had just started reaching down into an inexplicable box of old doorknobs when he hear the unmistakable whirr of a ray gun behind him. He raised his head slowly, then his hands above his shoulders, and finally turned around.

There was a woman standing in the doorway of the storage room; a woman dressed to kill in a tailored black skirt suit, heels that could probably literally kill, dark hair in a severe bun, and bright red lipstick. And, of course, she was pointing a ray gun at him, the barrel glowing ominously.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Writing: Garden of Prose)
Title: The Most Beautiful Fountain in Affamarg
Word count: 346 (total: 925)
Rating: G
Prompt: [personal profile] wyld_dandelyon's: The most beautiful fountain in Affamarg
Notes: This is set in Torn World! Hopefully I didn't miss anything I should have read before writing this because I have not nearly read all the articles yet XD

Note that this is not canon until/unless approved by the canon board.


There are two parks in the city of Affamarg. (Actually, Affamarg, as a well-designed and beautiful city, has a great number of parks, but only two parks come into the story.) They happen to be across the street from each other, one on the north side and one on the south side. They are very different parks; the park on the south side has many sharp angles, made of metal and stone, arranged into beautiful geometric patterns, while the park on the north side is full of bushes and flowers, flowing over and through each other, in lumps and bumps and messy parts. Both are extremely beautiful in their own way. Both also contain fountains.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Gaiman: if you are imaginary)
Title: Dream House
Word count: 687 (incomplete total: 2,919)
Rating: G (possibly higher eventually...)
Prompt: [personal profile] anke's: Why was a statue deliberately walled in an alcove or room in an old cellar?
Notes: Partly inspired by [personal profile] aldersprig's fixer-upper fun ;)


It was their dream house.

Or at least it would be, when they were done with it.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Wasteland: Taia Lucifer)
Title: Seeking Shelter
Word count: 303 (total: 3,210)
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: [personal profile] smeddley's: The storm's path
Notes: Hey, look! I wrote a Wasteland story with an actual sorceress in it! Considering how important a part magic is to my conception of this world, I haven't done much with it.

This got a lot creepier than I expected as I continued it...


The trees were whipping around them. The wind was coming faster and faster. Piri knew she had to get her family—her friends, but her family of choice—to safety. But which way? Where was safety? She wanted to climb a tree, but it wasn’t safe. The children were all crying. Her friends were trying to calm them down, but not having much luck.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Wales in the summer)
Title: The Wrong Path
Word count: 362 (total: 3,465)
Rating: G
Prompt: [personal profile] kay_brooke's: The wrong path/is it really the wrong path.
Notes: This is several months after the other prison planet stories that I've written so far, but it's a scene I've had in mind for a while, so I'm pretty excited about it!


It was a beautiful, thriving, old-growth forest. The trees—even if they weren’t any that Carla would have recognized either from the biomes at home or pictures of Earth—were tall and beautiful, and the light filtering down through them was green and gold. If they hadn’t been able to tell by the slow warming of the air over the several months they’d been on this planet, she would know for certain that now it was summer. There were birds singing in the trees, and little animals scurrying about under the bushes (some of which were certainly the same kind that the men were now preparing for their supper.) It would have been a perfect, peaceful day, except…Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Wales in the winter)
Title: Through the Snow
Word count: 419 (incomplete total: 610)
Rating: G
Prompt: [personal profile] aldersprig's: Shoveling a path to the world.
Notes: This takes place two or three years after Harvest Day, and further into the winter.


Mama was sick. She said she wasn’t, but Tarnik knew better than that. Her belly and her feet were all swollen up, and she didn’t want to get out of bed. She kept making Papa bring her cups of tea and bowls of soup. Tarnik remembered how Papa had brought him lots of tea (even though he didn’t like tea) and soup the last time he had a cold.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Witchy: bottles)
Title: Interview
Word count: 320 (unfinished total: 521)
Rating: G
Prompt: [personal profile] ariestess's: the left-hand path
Notes: Palua has previously appeared in Gathering Herbs, though this story is set about a year before that one.


Today Palua was fourteen years old. She had been educated in the convent, along with several of her siblings and other noble boys and girls from the west of Atash, for the last six years. Now her official education came to an end, and she would return home.

That is, if all did not go well.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Wasteland: Taia Lucifer)
Title: East
Word count: 305 (total: 705)
Rating: G
Prompt: [personal profile] kayim's: Crossroads
Notes: I ended this at what felt like a natural point (er, not that you can tell) but Sirna and Ayol's story is definitely not over, so I hope I'll write a sequel to it at some point. I hope nothing horrible happens to them.


It was hot. And Sirna was exhausted, even though she’d only woken up two hours ago. They weren’t sleeping well, because there was nowhere to sleep. And she couldn’t sleep too soundly, because she had to take care of her little sister, and there was no one else to help with that. There was only them.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (HP: terrible but great)
Title: The Pathless
Word count: 331 (total: 1,017)
Rating: G
Prompt: [personal profile] pippin's: Roads for the pathless.
Notes: I believe it was one of [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith's poems that introduced me to the term "gynoid," which I use once only because "androids and gynoids" is a bit of a mouthful. I think this story might be the same world as another story I'm vaguely working on, but far in its past, so it might get its own world-name. Suggestions are appreciated.

This story has sequels: A Road and Built for Love.


“Your place,” he told Alacenna, “is to serve me.”

“Why?” she asked.

“Every soul has its appointed path. We learn, when a child is born, what his or her path is to be.” Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Alphas: Gary: respect the badge)
Title: On the Trail
Word count: 405 (total: 2,591)
Rating: R for blood (not appearing in this section) and implied sex
Prompt: [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith's: The trail left by a unicorn
Notes: Look, it's Kaede again! Unfortunately, this story did not want to cooperate by being in the first person (as Bigfoot Hunting did), so I've switched pronouns instead--Kaede's gender is very flexible. I'm not sure how well it works.


Kaede’s cell phone rang in the middle of the night, waking him. That was never a good sign. Groaning, he extracted his arm from under the girl in bed with him and grabbed the phone. He fumbled it open and pressed it to his ear. “Hugh?”Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Writing: Garden of Prose)
Title: A New World
Word count: 307 (total: 1,004)
Rating: G
Prompt: [personal profile] kay_brooke's: Gateways separating parts of our lives.
Notes: The long-awaited (at least by me) beginning to the story of the prison planet!


Carla woke up. Her head throbbed and her mouth was dry, like it had been stuffed with cotton. Was she hung over? She’d never experienced this sensation before. But that didn’t make sense, she realized as her head cleared further. She’d never had a chance to get drunk. Yesterday, she’d been in prison.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Witchy: lightning)
Title: The Other Side of the Gate
Word count: 865
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: [personal profile] aldersprig's: My favorite house back in Rochester had a gate with no fence.
Notes: I haven't finished this, but I have almost five thousand words so far and I don't know how much longer it's going to be, so I decided to give up and post the beginning so I can move on to the next prosy and then, hopefully, finish this one later.


Maricia had expected to really hate moving to a new town at the beginning of her senior year of high school.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Writing: stories last longer)
Title: The Gate of Lies
Word count: 301 (total: 1,509)
Rating: PG
Prompt: [personal profile] pippin's: Fence of wheels; gate of lies.
Notes: Possibly the book I'm reading is overly influencing my mind in this story.


They stepped up into a world she didn’t understand. She knew from her experience that she would never be able to understand it, and she must find something to focus on, quickly, that would anchor her mind and keep her from going mad in the chaotic press of images, sounds, and sensations. She chose, as always, her teacher, who had appeared beside her. She was the only real and solid thing in this unconscious world.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Witchy: lightning)
Title: The Interdimensional Antique Shop
Word count: 326 (total: 2,361)
Rating: PG
Prompt: [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith's: A fence who sells stolen goods across the dimensions by use of a portable gate.
Notes: This is interdimensional, so it's actually set in two of my worlds!


“You can sell it, right?” asked the small thief, not entirely without hope. Kerry wasn’t sure whether the grubby child was a boy or a girl, not that it mattered. In Garthier they taught all their children to steal.Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Writing: stories last longer)
Title: Tilted
Word count: 198 (total: 1,003)
Rating: PG, for everything being sad?
Prompt: Crowdfunding Creative Jam: image prompt
Notes: This is a very sad story. But it's useful backstory! Now I know how Tay's mom died!


The world is tilting.

Tay runs out of the house, not listening to her father, not listening to her brother. All she can think is that she has to get out of here.

She finds herself running for the coast. Of course it would be the coast. That’s where her mother is. Was. Should be. Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Witchy: bottles)
Title: A Witch in the Kitchen
Word count: 415 (total: 2,149)
Rating: G
Prompt: Crowdfunding Creative Jam: A woman who gives up witchery to be a chef, but has a hard time not making magic in the kitchen.
Notes: Everything I know about commercial kitchens I learned from TV shows my sister was watching.


“Ms. London.” The restaurant owner, a salt-and-pepper-haired woman with copious laugh lines at the sides of her eyes, reached out and shook Louisa’s hand firmly. “Welcome. I’m so glad we could attract a chef of your caliber, after what happened with the last one.”

Louisa smiled. “Thank you, Ms. Lafayette. I will warn you again, I’m out of practice.”

Ms. Lafayette waved airily as she showed Louisa into the kitchen. “I’m sure you’ll do wonderfully. You had such a successful career before you took that break, and I’m sure you cooked for your family, didn’t you?”Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (CM: Reid: trashed)
Title: Some Guys Just Can't Hold Their Nightshade
Word count: 311
Rating: R for implied death?
Prompt: [personal profile] smeddley's: Poisonous herbs used by a serial killer! They can either be a hired assassin or have some vendetta or just be mad, doesn't really matter.
Notes: Risotto is tasty. As long as there's no cheese in it.


“Nadia? Where are you?” came Mark’s voice from the front door.

“In the kitchen,” she called back. “Come in, love, I can’t leave this.”

He came in. She heard him dropping his things on the couch and then walking through to the kitchen. He took a deep breath as he walked up behind her. “That smells amazing. What is it?”

She grinned as he put his arms around her from behind. “My special risotto.”Read more... )
clare_dragonfly: woman with green feathery wings, text: stories last longer: but only by becoming only stories (Witchy: moon worship)
Title: Gathering Herbs
Word count: 333
Rating: G
Prompt: [personal profile] moonwolf's: The use of herbs in magic - either fantasy magic or pagan magic(k).
Notes: This isn't quite the use of herbs, but it is the gathering of them. Also, look! A new (to readers, not me) world!


Palua felt she had just drifted off to sleep when she felt her shoulder being touched. Her training held; she woke instantly, memory returning without a pause, and knew it was Usian, the elder priestess assigned as her mentor. She rose silently to keep from waking the fellow novices with whom she shared a room, slipped her shoes on, and pulled a coarse brown cloak on over the simple shift she wore to sleep in—deliberately identical to the clothing all priestesses wore night and day. Usian was dressed almost identically, though her cloak was more finely woven and pure white, the sign that she was a full-fledged healer.Read more... )

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