Chapter 6: Sandra tells a Story by weaveroffantasy, literature
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Chapter 6: Sandra tells a Story
## ~In which some revelations are revealed~
“When I was little pirates attacked my hometown. They killed a lot of people, including my mother and my sister Clea.” Sandra paused as their faces passed through her mind’s eye. For some reason she could never see her twin as anything but the five year-old she had been when death came for her. Not even when she looked in the mirror, knowing she was seeing the same face Clea would have had had she lived.
“I was- I was attacked as well. My head- a wound to my head.” Unconsciously she reached for her head, rubbing the spot hidden by thick black hair. “I ended
Chapter 5: The First Trial by weaveroffantasy, literature
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Chapter 5: The First Trial
The witch, the ghost, and the phoenix tear
Sandra paused and looked back. She had walked quite a distance in the last few hours though there were still many miles left before she could reach her destination.
“Hurry up, damnit.” She called out irritably. Trent was well behind her, looking hot and bothered yet not as much as Sandra was. At her shout he raised an arm in answer, unable to catch his breath long enough to speak. She waited impatiently till he was close enough that she could speak to him without having to yell.
“Why did you even come along? You can barely keep up and there’s still a few more hours before we
~ In a dark filthy dungeon there is a man ~
Sandra was standing outside the throne room she had just exited, biting her lower lip nervously. What had she gotten herself into? She turned to Trent, who had followed her out. "I want to see Strike."
"I'm not sure that's such a good idea," he said slowly.
"I don't give a damn what you think," she said hotly. "You didn't think it was such a bad idea when you brought me here. What's wrong now? Your little fun not as entertaining as you'd hoped?"
The old man didn't say anything to that. "I want to see my brother," Sandra insisted.
"I'll take you." Romero's voice said to the surp
The Seven Trials: Table of Contents by weaveroffantasy, literature
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The Seven Trials: Table of Contents
1. A Conversation Overheard (~In a disreputable bar two pirates tell a story~)
2. Alabara (~A man and his monkey~)
3. Audience with the King (~The ancient laws of the old kings~)
4. Strike (~In a dark filthy dungeon there is a man~)
5. The First Trial (~The witch, the ghost, and the phoenix tear~)
6. Sandra tells a Story (~In which some revelations are revealed~)
7. Abigail's Troubles (~An interlude~)
8. The Second Trial (~A village's curse~)
9. Abigail's Predicament (~Trapped~)
10. The King's Hospitality (~In which his friendships are revealed~)
11. The Third Trial (~In which an old friend helps Sandra find Death's silver apple~)
The Science of Women by weaveroffantasy, literature
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The Science of Women
The Science of Women (as according to Guy)
"You know what the science of women is?" Guy said.
"No, enlighten us," Albert said disgruntedly. They were sitting in the hotel lobby, only the two of them, and he was drinking his way through an entire bottle of brandy.
"Women are complex creatures. They're like the sea- gentle and wavy on the surface, cruel and mysterious underneath." Guy said, gesturing his hand in what he assumed was a wavy interpretation of the sea.
Albert burped. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Just listen," Guy said impatiently. "Unlike you, I haven't had a dry spell for, like, forever."
"I'm not in a -" Albert
Chapter Three: Audience with the King by weaveroffantasy, literature
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Chapter Three: Audience with the King
~ The ancient laws of the old kings ~
They were in an enormous room flooded with sunlight. Glancing up to where most of the light was coming from, Sandra saw that the ceiling in this room was domed and made out of glass that also cast an uncomfortable warmth within the room. Rows of elaborately carved pillars gave a deceptive sense of fullness within the room, though a quick look around showed that, aside from the throne set on a raised floor, there was nothing else within it. To the right, rows of floor to ceiling mullioned windows looked out over the city.
There was a pattern on the floor which seemed oddly familiar to Sandra as s
Chapter Two: Alabara by weaveroffantasy, literature
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Chapter Two: Alabara
~A man and his monkey~
Goldie had sailed into the bustling port of Alabara Kingdom near mid-afternoon with Sandra at the helm, deftly guiding the ship next to an oversized galleon sitting low in the water. The most striking thing that had caught their attention was the palace, which could clearly be seen from a distance. It was situated atop the highest point of the land, a hill that overlooked the entire view of the sea, seeming to act as a guidepost beckoning to passing ships to dock in and take view of the sights and wares its city had to offer. It truly was a magnificent palace that seemed to stand above the city like a giant sentine
"Why the fuck do we gotta wear suits?" Guy complained for the umpteenth time, pulling at the cufflinks Aukusti had lent him with a stern warning to take care of them. Albert could have told him that the warning would have been lost on him, but what fun would that have been? At the moment, however, he was feeling anything but amused. Guy wouldn't stop complaining about the suits, Aukusti was taking his long sweet time in the bathroom, and as he glanced at his watch he made a low sound in his throat that sounded like a wild animal about to pounce as he realized they were going to be late.
"We're going to be late, damn that Aku! And stop compla
Cave of Blood and Bones VI by weaveroffantasy, literature
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Cave of Blood and Bones VI
It was a cave of bones that promised to lead them into what seemed to be the very depths of hell itself. Leith glanced at Cameron, uncertain, the amusement gone in lieu of wariness and trepidation.
“Those are- actual bones?” Leith asked. He was referring to the bones that decorated the entrance. Bones and skulls set against the wall of dirt as a warning that it wasn’t just a cave, that it led into the depths of something evil.
“Hasn’t anyone told you the legend of this place?” Maian said with a teasing smile. “This cave here is supposed to be thousands of years old. I heard that before those nasty-l
The bayou was terrifying at night. Wherever Franky looked, things moved in the branches, softly rippling in the water, rustling in the undergrowth. Owls hooted "who who who" and Franky could swear he heard the slithering of the pythons that were rumored to be around here somewhere. Aidan had said that they grew up to be fifty feet long and could swallow whole buses. Franky wasn't as big as a bus; he was the smallest kid in the home, after all, and he'd be like a tiny mouse if he came across one of them and he didn't want to be eaten.
"Can't we just go back?" He asked entreatingly at the back of the bigger boy leading the way. Leo stopped and
The Science of Women by weaveroffantasy, literature
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The Science of Women
The Science of Women (as according to Guy)
"You know what the science of women is?" Guy said.
"No, enlighten us," Albert said disgruntedly. They were sitting in the hotel lobby, only the two of them, and he was drinking his way through an entire bottle of brandy.
"Women are complex creatures. They're like the sea- gentle and wavy on the surface, cruel and mysterious underneath." Guy said, gesturing his hand in what he assumed was a wavy interpretation of the sea.
Albert burped. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Just listen," Guy said impatiently. "Unlike you, I haven't had a dry spell for, like, forever."
"I'm not in a -" Albert
"Why the fuck do we gotta wear suits?" Guy complained for the umpteenth time, pulling at the cufflinks Aukusti had lent him with a stern warning to take care of them. Albert could have told him that the warning would have been lost on him, but what fun would that have been? At the moment, however, he was feeling anything but amused. Guy wouldn't stop complaining about the suits, Aukusti was taking his long sweet time in the bathroom, and as he glanced at his watch he made a low sound in his throat that sounded like a wild animal about to pounce as he realized they were going to be late.
"We're going to be late, damn that Aku! And stop compla
The bayou was terrifying at night. Wherever Franky looked, things moved in the branches, softly rippling in the water, rustling in the undergrowth. Owls hooted "who who who" and Franky could swear he heard the slithering of the pythons that were rumored to be around here somewhere. Aidan had said that they grew up to be fifty feet long and could swallow whole buses. Franky wasn't as big as a bus; he was the smallest kid in the home, after all, and he'd be like a tiny mouse if he came across one of them and he didn't want to be eaten.
"Can't we just go back?" He asked entreatingly at the back of the bigger boy leading the way. Leo stopped and
A Spark in the Dull Embers by weaveroffantasy, literature
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A Spark in the Dull Embers
“Cole!” The voice yelled, startling the blonde-haired teen out of her deep sleep.
“Hm?” she managed to mumble incoherently, suspended between reality and her dream.
“Are you going to school or not?” The angry voice called out from the other room.
“Hm,” Cole mumbled again, already drifting off to sleep once more. She was trying to go back to her dream again but it was already fading away and the only thing she could manage to hang on to were indefinite fragments that made no sense. That still didn’t stop her from going back to sleep though.
The next time Cole woke up was because her pho
Ducks and a Criminal by weaveroffantasy, literature
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Ducks and a Criminal
Del was bored. He had no one to hang out with or to call. Alessandri was at a wedding, Kris was spending time with her new boyfriend, and he was left at home with nothing to do. He had tried several unsuccessful attempts at the gym (he was trying to build up some muscles) but had left after 5 minutes, stopping at a pizza place before heading home. Now, 10 minutes and 3 slices later, Del was sitting on a ratty green couch that any self-respecting person would have thrown away. He was surfing through channels, utterly bored of everything he saw.
He finally settled on a crime show, Criminals on the Loose, and settled back to enjoy watch
The Castle and a Hellhound by weaveroffantasy, literature
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The Castle and a Hellhound
The castle was open from Mondays to Saturdays, 7 am to 7 pm. It was a popular place for tourists, an old haunted castle surrounded by legends, tragic love stories, kings and queens and murder. Theodora Farr didn’t know any of this, though. She was still trying to understand how she ended up here, where here was exactly, and where her friends were in this ridiculously huge place. As she walked down the stone corridor, her heels making hollow clipping sounds against the floor, she felt a tiny bit awkward as a few people turned to look at her. So she was dressed in an evening dress in the middle of the day. That wasn’t anything to ga
She knew she was a little drunk- okay, maybe more than just a little. Her head felt light, like it was detached from the rest of her body, ready to float off into thin air. A small laugh escaped her lips, prompted by absolutely nothing but her own drunken stupidity. Scout knew that this was a bad idea as she climbed the thick stone wall, fingers and toes finding the little niches that allowed her to sneak back in without her grandfather’s noticing she had ever been gone in the first place.
Scout heaved herself over the top of the wall, thankful there weren’t any spikes at the top like some of the others on
Joshua Prentiss had not expected much of a reception from his daughter Rosily- or rather, Cinnamon as she was calling herself now. It had been years since they’d seen each other, when she had left everything and just disappeared- no clothes, no money (at least that he was aware of), just a note and no trace of where she had gone. The lack of clues had always made Joshua believe that Rosily had had help, making him suspicious of several of his own men but now, after twenty years, it didn’t really matter anymore. He could feel her glaring eyes on him and Joshua looked up calmly, meeting her gaze.
“I can’t believe
“Are you sure about this?” The nervous teen asked, adjusting the tucked down collar of her shirt for the millionth time and running her hands down her skirt, fingers picking out the slightest wrinkles and straightening out her already immaculate clothing. That was Samina. Whenever she was nervous about something, her hands found an outlet by touching and adjusting whatever was close by- in this case, her clothes.
“I’ve already answered like a hundred times,” the second voice replied with more than a hint of irritation in it.
“And it’s not going to change, no matter how much you wish it woul
She shuddered- she couldn't help it. The place scared her more than she'd thought- no, it wasn't just the place even though it definitely had that aura of a nasty, evil place. It was him too. Why was Agustina here anyways? Why was she the one who had to come? Almost at once Hazel felt ashamed. Wasn't it Agustina who had saved her and helped her out? So when she needed a favor, something Hazel could do for her and here she was, whining like an ungrateful kid who wanted more without giving anything in return.
Just do it she thought sourly, glaring at the place. She knew nothing would happen to her with Agustina there. Still she lingered, t
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The Intelligence of Plants
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What if plants were intelligent, exploring and analyzing the world with a sophisticated system of senses?
Over at Reality Sandwich, a long essay outlines a growing body of research about the intelligence of plants.
Increasing numbers of researchers, in a multiplicity of fields, are beginning to acknowledge that intelligence is an inevitable aspect of all self-organized systems—that sophisticated neural networks are a hallmark of life.”
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