All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred thirty-one)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Five Collecting Debts (part one hundred thirty-one) “Pages 16 and 17. A panorama of the city of Christchurch.” Old Richard learned across Élucide’s knees…rude…hugely rude, but reaching to tap his wife’s shoulder, seeking attention she refused him. That […]
My Blog Week: May 11 to May 17
All the Latest from Torsade! Two Bedlams, with Rowan’s scheme to attack W. A. Gremot becoming apparent, and some reconnaissance before counter-maneuvering. My Blog Week: May 11 to May 17 All Bedlam […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred thirty)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Five Collecting Debts (part one hundred thirty) “Ma’am,” Collinson said, working in, “the place is utterly real.” A sigh. “One of the most astonishing and spiritual of features natural to the Antipodes… No, to the globe! Art cannot […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred twenty-nine)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Five Collecting Debts (part one hundred twenty-nine) “We need men, don’t we? That was the only reason. All we’ve got is Roger and Mr. Pelle. And Mr. Collinson who’s giving the talk.” “It’s a problem, I know. But […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred twenty-eight)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Five Collecting Debts (part one hundred twenty-eight) ii. A date after all “Say, Fannie. Nettie didn’t actually die in this room, did she?” Uncle George’s first wife had needed her shutters and heavy drapes; as Élucide […]
My Blog Week: May 4 to May 10
All the Latest from Torsade! A new Yoharie, with Jeremiah prepping for his neighborhood walk. A Totem, on preparations for combat. A Bedlam, Rowan’s scheme to damage Gremot making itself apparent. A new “Resident”, with an opening on […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred twenty-seven)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Five Collecting Debts (part one hundred twenty-seven) A Cookesville man in difficulties can count on his friends. Our town is a place where, when your reputation is well-made, fellowship is the natural rule. A man must put himself […]
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