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07:39 am - Home and Glamour, Part 9
Wednesday! Story! And perhaps three more installments before we finish up this divertissement...

I so appreciate you all who are riding along with me and enduring my little hangs off the narrative cliff. :-)

Onward! Last time, we were here: "YOUR glamour, Wood. And then all of this falls apart."


Morgan stills, concentrates, looms.

If his students could see him now, they'd say you shouldn't cross Principal Stonewood in this mood. But of course, the point is whether he would still be Principal Stonewood at all if the glamour rips apart.

Falling rain, soft now, and Petrel's breaths of laughter are the only sounds in the world.

“Let us be clear. You offer us the choice,” Alice says, in the voice she uses to explicate unpleasant financial realities to her customers, “between my sword and our lives.”

“You left your heritage when you left the Court,” Os says. Her salt-white eyes gleam. “You do not deserve its treasures.”

“There are many kinds of treasures in our heritage. We honor them all,” Morgan says gently. Still, concentrated, looming; hands-locked with Alice.

Memories and messages pass between them in their link: the first time they came to the town in their travels, and Morgan casting with water and stone and ash the first part of the glamour to mask their difference, there on the other side of the River Deep; the intricacy of each ensuing element, a word here, a gesture there, adding stone, adding ash; the making of their safe space, with Morgan speaking to hedge and tree, Alice laying the pathways herself. They have never once been homesick for Changeling Court and Guild.

Here, this, is home.

Os and Petrel edge closer to the threshold. Petrel's hand closes over the flint.

Falling rain is now the only sound in the world.

“The sword is a memory of my mother, whom I loved,” Alice says softly. “But it is only a thing. The Queen cannot take away the memory of her.”

“She only wants the sword,” Os says. The tone of her voice says, For now. More will be taken later.

Alice sighs. “Well, then. Needs must.”

Lightning leaps down, one strike from the cloud to the ground. Petrel darts a glance upward: “That isn't mine--”

“No,” Morgan says, and then, in a voice louder than thunder, “Guild calls to Guild, brother to brother, hand to hand.”

Fast as that strike, the flint is safe in his palm.

Over Petrel's shriek of rage, he says coolly, “You really shouldn't have trusted Rhys. Of the hundred objectionable things about my idiot brother, betrayal of me isn't one of them.”

“How did you...” breathes Petrel, gone green with fury, but Os isn't listening.

Knife out, she leaps across the threshold of the hedge-gate – the wards already cut by her first strike – and lunges forward.

The blade is aimed for Morgan's heart. He sees, he turns, but not fast enough to avoid silver.

...............


May you be able to avoid all dark doings on this Wednesday!

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From:paratti
Date:August 4th, 2010 11:52 am (UTC)
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Loving it.
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From:laurawise
Date:August 4th, 2010 12:35 pm (UTC)
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Thank you thank you, L. [hugs tightly and sends all good thoughts your way]
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From:heron_pose
Date:August 4th, 2010 01:38 pm (UTC)
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Ack!

this is terrif! (in two senses)

::hugs::
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From:laurawise
Date:August 4th, 2010 05:43 pm (UTC)
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Thank you thank you for the 'terrif' in two senses, H_P, and thank you in general. :-)

Happy Wednesday, plus thanks!
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From:anne_d
Date:August 4th, 2010 01:50 pm (UTC)
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Oh, what a cliffhanger!
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From:laurawise
Date:August 4th, 2010 05:43 pm (UTC)
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Thank you thank you, A, for cliff-hanging and reading and commenting. You're appreciated! :-)

Happy Wednesday!
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From:mobile_alh
Date:August 4th, 2010 04:15 pm (UTC)
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Ack also!

But I have faith in Morgan and especially Alice.

::breathes::
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From:laurawise
Date:August 4th, 2010 05:44 pm (UTC)
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Thank you thank you for reading, ALH, and for having faith. I should say that at this moment in the story, Alice is Most Displeased. ;-)

Thank you thrice! Happy Wednesday!
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From:mobile_alh
Date:August 4th, 2010 05:49 pm (UTC)
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I would not want to face an Alice who is Most Displeased.

Happy Wednesday!
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From:laurawise
Date:August 4th, 2010 06:42 pm (UTC)
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You are wise. :-)

[sends hugs and good thoughts]
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From:stateless82
Date:August 4th, 2010 07:20 pm (UTC)
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goosebumps.
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From:laurawise
Date:August 4th, 2010 07:44 pm (UTC)
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I'm so glad. [beams]

Thank you, thank you, thank you. Hugs and a good Wednesday!
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From:gwynnega
Date:August 4th, 2010 07:27 pm (UTC)
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Another ACK! :-)

::hugs::
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From:laurawise
Date:August 4th, 2010 07:44 pm (UTC)
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I think we're to the last cliff, probably. ;-)

Thank you for the 'ack,' and thank you thank you for reading, Gwynne! [hugs and a good Wednesday]
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From:wildrider
Date:August 4th, 2010 10:46 pm (UTC)
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You do weave lovely imagery! I love the visuals I get from "salt-white eyes"!

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From:laurawise
Date:August 5th, 2010 12:26 am (UTC)
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Thank you thank you thank you! I'm so glad you liked the image, and happy you read!

Have an excellent evening to top off a Very Good Day. :-)
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From:stevie_carroll
Date:August 5th, 2010 12:19 pm (UTC)
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Another thrilling cliffhanger!
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From:laurawise
Date:August 5th, 2010 01:00 pm (UTC)
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It's the last cliff to hang from, I think. :-)

Thank you thank you for reading, Stevie!

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