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Chapter Twenty-four The door to his chambers slammed open, interrupting Avarn in the middle of the composition he had been playing. His hands jerked off the keyboard and he pivoted ...

I'm not sure what to say: amazing! Kit's introspection and the difference in her names, the description of London--so vivid and real after the relative safety of Baker Street, all ...

continued: Part Three It had obviously been in a fight—a spear buried into its side. Should be “spear was buried” or “there was a spear buried” urged he quickly to ...

P.S. I certainly did not see it coming!

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“You let him live.” Danteel hadn’t even heard Moncreif enter the suite, but his master’s voice came from directly behind him. He did not rise from where he was kneeling, ...

Note to the world: I'm back on this story! I've been going through and editing some of my older posts, so if old fans (or new ones) would like to ...

:D Ye darlings are wonderful helps; much and many thanks! *raids very tiny pantry for cookies, finds Double-Stuff Oreos, distributes*

Aha! *giggles because she apparently made the ending as ambiguous as she wanted* Does Penny drown and her mother go crazy? Does Penny go to live with the mermaid and ...

Proper critique: “Tell me tomorrow,” Mr Holmes had said. So I did. When I woke up, Doctor Watson was drawing back the curtains. Holmes had gone. Not sure what’s bugging ...

Lol, Lethro, remember that she's British, so the spelling of some words is going to be different from what Americans are used to (personally, I prefer British spelling, but there ...

:shock: Uh-oh. Hooked another one. *sigh* Well, welcome to the mad-house, darling, your adoration would be even more welcome if you happened to know an agent who would like to ...

Chapter 23 Avarn. His head jerked up, the word wrenching him from the half-sleep he had fallen into before his warm hearth. His blind eyes searched for something that wasn’t ...

Lol. infinitum. :D Tis okay, and more than okay, as verbosity is one of my worst faults. Bless you for an eagle-eyed twit! P.S. "cloud-clogged" is mine, mine I tell ...

I did, and got a rather embarassingly good grade.