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As part of the January 13 Prompt Call, I started doing landing pages for series I write or worlds I write in.  I don't always write in an established world or series but I seem to have a lot of worlds and series out there.

Having created landing pages, they are of no use to any of us, if no-one can find them.  Hence this page.

The landing pages created so far are for:

The Angel Universe - a world of polytheism, angels, vard, and a lot of humans, including one group who believe they are the chosen of the gods.

Rensa - within the world of the Defensive Diaspora, there is a world where the revolution has wiped out the entire Imperial family.  Except for one princess, who was made a proposal she can't refuse by a man who's in his job because everyone else is dead.

The Prince of Cats - a father and son who aren't quite what they seem.

The Winged Cat Universe a contemporary world with magic, and winged cats.

After The Fairy Tale - so what happened after the fairy tale ended?

The Squad - four ship protection specialists in a space faring culture.

Mayin -  after a decade away fighting an interstellar war, a returned soldier tries to adjust to the civilian world with the complication of an unexpected suitor.

Erima -  the demons are taking over, the godssons are the free world's best hope, and Erima was not the child her mother hoped for.

The Elf - the elf has taken over the city.  He's up to something and he's being opposed, but the opposition doesn't care if they hurt people.

Nai - a mangaish road trip undertaken by a young, female, professional gi fighter and her instructor.

Frack - Ludwina Frack has reappeared after being missing for seven years, but her life of spaceships, piracy and offers she can't refuse isn't over yet.

Iphana - within the world of the Defensive Diaspora, on a world with extreme arctic climate changes, a young technician is almost abandoned for the winter...

Afterwhen - there was a catastrophe, maybe even an apocalypse, but that was a while ago and is just passing from living memory. Different groups have different resources, different skills and different issues.

The Unformed Coven - thirteen people who are quite happy as they are, with their own concerns and lives. Other people, it seems, have plans for them that they may not care for.

Dark Fantasy Bingo - based on the prompts from my Dark Fantasy Bingo card from 2013 we have the story of Sillan Denevda after she became Tamin Sorid - because of politics and stuff.

The Twisted Skein - probably space opera with star ships, isolated human civilizations, plus drama and intrigue if I can pull them off.

Inheritance - in the wake of an elderly man's death, secrets begin to come out and stories to reawaken. (Note: may contain super heroes.)

After I finish listing the various series, then I'll have to keep the landing pages up-to-date....

Our First Day With Guests
Master Que
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This follows on from An Evening of Conversations and runs to 3,019 words.  (If you have read this before, it has been editted to remove an internal inconsistency.)


After we’d cleaned up the kitchen and before I started my assignments and revision, I offered Lin Wu and Han Er the use of my festival robes.  Lin Wu had spent the day in her night attire and Han Er’s clothing situation seemed only slightly less dire.  I would have offered them some of my shirts and blacks, but our different sizes and body shapes just weren’t going to let that work.  That done, I retreated to my room on the top floor and set to getting my schoolwork done.

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On The Ground
Elf
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This follows on from All In Motion and was written to M.B.'s prompt on Patreon. It comes in at 995 words.


The three of them withdrew to the edge of the park, which was also the precipitous edge of one of the municipal high-rise administration buildings.  Someone had given some thought to getting people down to the ground without relying on outside help in an emergency, and pivoting bars set with anchor points were positioned on the parapet.  They'd been released from their holding positions, and stood erect at the moment, but once an abseiler was suspended from one their weight would pull it back down into its storage groove where the attached rope would be protected from direct exposure to fire and, incidentally, much harder to cut.  For Mayin and Reaver, wrapping their rope through the harness and tying off while providing suppressing fire was a well-used drill that came back easily.  The Oberxiao wasn't as skilled but he had the concept down and he could shoot straight.

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Rob Peter to Pay Paul
Flower person
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 This came out of Thimbleful Thursday's prompt of 23 May.  I am only a little over word count target.


"So, who is this guy?"  Campion was holding up the wall by leaning on it, as usual.  Everyone else occupied a piece of furniture.

Perhaps one day Kitty would sit on something that was meant for sitting on, but Gidge wasn't holding her breath.

"Peter Noble.  Runs Carrington and Noble in the city - you know, that big circular building with the dragon window down near the Quay."  Maurice smiled.  "Keeps a solid stash of untraceable negotiables in his home.  Don’t know why, but it could have started with the stuff his parents pulled leading up to the Apophis thing.  My sources say that his father almost went to gaol over illegal weapons."

"I can get us in," remarked Evan, who'd been looking over floor plans and security diagrams. "Are you sure it'll be worth it?"

"When you look, the man's missing twenty-five million from his private accounts," replied Maurice.  "No vices to account for it, or offshore holdings.  It's not with the ex-wives or in the kids' education.  It's been tracked to purchases that have been collected by Noble and taken into the house."

"Could still be a vice," pointed out Gidge herself.

Maurice coughed significantly.  "Mr Paul, that nice man we owe so much money to, thinks not.  He's the source of all this information," Maurice admitted.  If we do this job, he clears our debts.  All of them."

"If that's guaranteed," said Kitty, "then I'm in."



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Interrupted Communications
Elf
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This piece was written to Lyn Thorne-Alder's prompt on Patreon, " What happens when you can't call home anymore - so home calls you?" It runs to 2,144 words.  Lyn also introduce me to Vulgar, a site that generates conlangs.  The one used in this story was generated with seed 060213077290651285.


The off-world communications died in the night.  Mind you, died wasn't a good word and it wasn't a constant link, more of a household connection to the communications and navigation array in orbit.  Well, that had been in orbit because all the automatic and diagnostic readings indicated that it was gone, and it had been far too big a thing to just pick up and take away in an eight-hour period.

Technician Velesi knew where the array was supposed to be, so she got out her manual telescope, and looked for it.   There was a large, shredded piece of superstructure there, but the framework, the installed modules, and most of the superstructure were gone.   A few pieces of debris trailed behind it, but most of it had been obliterated.  It looked almost as if someone had run through it with an orbital transport, but there weren't any orbital transports here.  Or, Technician Velesi thought to herself, there hadn't been yesterday.

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Liavan: Spring - Part 10
Elf
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This follows on from Liavan: Spring - Part 9, which was originally posted with a spelling error that led to a pun that Ky Arriagh's brothers would have enjoyed....  This runs to 1,995 words and is the last part of this piece.

I feel sure, however, that three more seasons lie in front of me.



They walked around the building, stopping for Liavan to take cuttings of bushes and dig up a few small things.  The descendant plants suggested that there had been kitchen, herb and ornamental gardens back in the days when the building had been in use, and rare or exotic varieties seemed to have been a feature of them.  Liavan had no idea what some of the plants she was sampling were, but others were well known garden and medicinal herbs.  All of them apparently thrived in total neglect, which was a useful characteristic and the ones she or Warden Nierd didn't recognise all looked potentially useful.  There was also the possibility that now the wardens of the royal preserve knew that the building was here she wouldn't be allowed back.  The three of them paused for lunch when they returned to the yellow clay forecourt, and Liavan thought that her cheese and fruit looked more appetising than their handfuls of dried foods that had survived however long it had taken them to cross the preserve on foot.

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Part 1.
Part 2.
Part 3.
Part 4.
Part 5.
Part 6.
Part 7.
Part 8.
Part 9. 
This is Part 10.

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Travelogue: Part 4
Elf
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 This runs on from Travelogue: Part 3 and runs to 2,547 words.



"Didn't you get a letter explaining everything?"  The stewardess looked at her questioningly.

"There was a letter," Saylie admitted, "but I never got to see it.  I don't think it was addressed to me, because my parents had opened it and read it by the time I got home from school.  It had my train tickets in it, but I wasn't given those until we got to the station, and there were some checklists of things that I had to do and pack, so I got given those to do, but I didn't see the letter itself.  My parents told me what it was about."  Saylie sighed.   What she didn't tell the stewardess was how her mother had discussed her annoyance and shame at having a child exiled for hours at a time.

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Travelogue: Part 3
Elf
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This follows on from Travelogue: Part 2 and runs to 3,297 words. 

Note: Everything has wound up blue, which was not what I intended and fixing it will take much playing with the formatting.  Please let me know if blue on white makes reading this post too hard - if it is a problem then it can be fixed but I don't know whether it is a problem, so feedback, please.


Dry Happenstance, where they stopped at midmorning, seemed to be a town of wide verandas, shaded footpaths, and buildings made of red and purple stone, with only a little orange in the mix. The roofs were mainly made of corrugated metal, much of it unpainted and shiny. In the residential parts of town, the train went past walled properties, and the railway station had a tall wall on either side of it. Inside the walls of the station there was a lush garden, reminiscent of the railway cuttings along the line, but full of fruit trees, kitchen herbs and ornamental flowers. It seemed likely to Saylie that the tall walls around the town's houses enclosed similar gardens, and she wondered why the walls made the difference between no plants and this amazing lushness.

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A Conversation
Elf
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This came out of ColleenR's prompt over on Patreon for "a short piece on the perceptions of time...."  It didn't stay being about time, mind you, and there is some important background information for Nai's story in there.  It came in at 1,890 words, so not short - sorry Colleen.
There is a content warning for this one - this story contains discussion of inappropriate historical psychiatric treatment.

"So, you have questions."  The elderly woman with olive skin and liver spots on her face handed her guest a cup of tea.  Her nearly white hair was pulled up into a bun on the back of her head, and she was wearing an old local form of dress rather than the blacks that modern Tang-jians commonly wore.  The tea cups were in the Tang-jian style, tall and straight without handles, and they, together with the teapot, were decorated in a pink on white design of flower blossoms and snowflakes.  She and her guest sat at a round table, slightly lower than her guest was used to, and their chairs had wide seats, backs, and no arms.

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Liavan: Spring - Part 9
Elf
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 This follows on from Liavan: Spring - Part 8 and runs to 2,886 words.


The track continued past the strangler fig, and then began to turn south so that it was no longer headed straight at the short escarpment that marked the western and north-western edges of the royal preserve.  The mixed trees of the western edge of the woods gave way to hammurucks, a native tree traditionally associated with kings.  At first Liavan simply noted that, presumably through the heavy shade cast with their large soft swathes of needle-like leaves, they discouraged the other plants, but then she found the carpet of nunquils, palest pink and blue in the shade of hammurucks so old that they were tall, squat, hollow stumps sprouting the trunk leaves of senescence.  The ancient stumps marched along the track in pairs, marking what must have once been a grand approach to something.

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Part 1.
Part 2.
Part 3.
Part 4.
Part 5.
Part 6.
Part 7.
Part 8.
This is Part 9.

Part 10.

 

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