The Totem-Maker (part one hundred eighteen)

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred eighteen)

Posted by ractrose on 15 May 2026 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Eleven Lore and Lessons (part one hundred eighteen)                       At once, he felt he had erred. Dogs must fend for themselves, choose their homes…so it has been always, and so he ought to have turned on his heel. He did now, […]

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred seventeen)

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred seventeen)

Posted by ractrose on 14 May 2026 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Eleven Lore and Lessons (part one hundred seventeen)                       He had nothing constant in the stars of his birth. His patch was a duty begrudged, as Samatho was one place from the heir. Which is to say the eldest son lived, […]

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred sixteen)

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred sixteen)

Posted by ractrose on 11 May 2026 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Eleven Lore and Lessons (part one hundred sixteen)                       I once had mentioned how use darkened and scored them, how I could guess a tile’s portent without turning it. The tenth hour was the pearl. But pearl is a symbol we […]

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred fifteen)

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred fifteen)

Posted by ractrose on 1 May 2026 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Eleven Lore and Lessons (part one hundred fifteen)                       Our first stage returned us to the Tollhouse. The Prince and Noakale were our escorts, to settle in the flower meadow, making two camps. Pravor Castor, perverse in his amusements, had me […]

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred fourteen)

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred fourteen)

Posted by ractrose on 28 Apr 2026 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Ten Crafter Becomes Maker (part one hundred fourteen)                       I tested with my knees the surety of my seat, crouched low as I could, having seen racers (with…confessing it, some excitement for the mayhem) come a hair’s-breadth from death, barely skimming […]

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred thirteen)

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred thirteen)

Posted by ractrose on 26 Apr 2026 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Ten Crafter Becomes Maker (part one hundred thirteen)                       “Now, creature. None can tell the turn of the world.” He offered this adage with unbecoming pleasure. “Do you know that Lord Ei has held six courses, and that in the normal […]

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred twelve)

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred twelve)

Posted by ractrose on 24 Apr 2026 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Ten Crafter Becomes Maker (part one hundred twelve)                       “Pravor Castor.” I bowed to my new acquaintance. “Totem-Maker. To the archery field!” An animal larger than Cuerpha was brought, and I was made to mount without saddle. My stunt, which I […]

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred ten)

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred ten)

Posted by ractrose on 23 Apr 2026 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Ten Crafter Becomes Maker (part one hundred ten)                       “He would not have known me to be at Lord Ei’s.” She nursed her wine. “Vlanna, I am not clever. I was acquainted with Sente slightly. You will have the right of […]

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred nine)

The Totem-Maker (part one hundred nine)

Posted by ractrose on 21 Apr 2026 in Fiction, Novels

  The Totem-Maker Chapter Ten Crafter Becomes Maker (part one hundred nine)                       I had to scramble, fitting arrow to bow. The target came scuttling, twisting this way and that (the weight in such games was a skin of wine, deep red, to fountain pleasingly […]

Are You Haunted (part thirty-nine)

Are You Haunted (part thirty-nine)

Posted by ractrose on 16 Apr 2026 in Fiction, Novels

        Are You Haunted (part thirty-nine)           He listened, following the green second hand around his watch face. He heard no other sound. Maybe they were willing to leave him…when the Big Push came, just roll off, Kenzie marked AWOL… Kenzie marked a deserter, available to be shot. […]