Teacup Story – Goodbye Anger

Casey writes to move forward with her thoughts, and her life (Genre – General,  Genre – Introspective, Universe – Diary of Casey Macford, Rating – 12)

Anger is a good emotion, a strong emotion. It is an emotion which comes from wanting to fight back against the world, a person, a situation. It is vibrant reds and oranges, it is pure brilliant white like the heat of a forge.

Anger shapes you, if you’re not careful. It is so hot, so loud, that it can warp you into something new, something worse. You can’t hear the other emotions when anger is roaring through you, it’s harder to see the happiness, the calmness, the love in the world around you.

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The Book of Pattegon – Epilogue

The ancestors wanted their Magics back safely in their own corporeal arms. And that meant that the Book of Pattegon had to be stolen from the Inner Council itself. Which in turn meant that a little bit of chaos had to be created.

(Rating: 15, Warnings: violence, graphic imagery, Genre: Fantasy, Action, Adventure) Featured Image Credit: Panoramas, Flickr

[Want to catch up on the story? – Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4]

Everald and Nettlie sat on the roof of Everald’s Speaker residences and looked up at the stars.

It was a peaceful moment. The kind of moment where Nettlie felt that she could be totally present and calm, the kind of moment that was the rarest of glimpses into what love felt like.

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The Book of Pattegon – 4/4 – Everald

The ancestors wanted their Magics back safely in their own corporeal arms. And that meant that the Book of Pattegon had to be stolen from the Inner Council itself. Which in turn meant that a little bit of chaos had to be created.

(Rating: 15, Warnings: violence, graphic imagery, Genre: Fantasy, Action, Adventure) Featured Image Credit: Panoramas, Flickr

[Want to catch up on the story? – Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 ]

Everald watched as the Raels and their cohorts filled into the Inner Sanctum, and wishes she knew how to kill someone.

Maybe not kill, Everald thought, just knock some sense into them.

Today was the day of the Inner Council, where the Raels of all the Regions, both Inner and Outer had come together to see the presentation of the Book of Pattegon, one of the books from the Old Age which taught the user how to tap into the Magics that had not been seen for years. Many Raels had been taught the basics of Magics, like those to tell them that their food had been poisoned or a person was telling a lie. However, those Magics were nothing like the Book of Pattegon, which had secrets from the Mysteries which told of humans who could talk to one another via their minds and people who could resurrect the dead. Many of the books had been lost in the Region War, which had caused the fractious split of a once great kingdom into hundreds of smaller Regions, each one governed by its own Rael.

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The Book of Pattegon – 3/4 – Nettlie

The ancestors wanted their Magics back safely in their own corporeal arms. And that meant that the Book of Pattegon had to be stolen from the Inner Council itself. Which in turn meant that a little bit of chaos had to be created.

(Rating: 15, Warnings: violence, graphic imagery, Genre: Fantasy, Action, Adventure) Featured Image Credit: Panoramas, Flickr

[Want to catch up on the story? – Part 1, Part 2, ]

Nettie Pattegon perched on the edge of the table, and stared at the bodies on the floor.

There was always a quiet sombre atmosphere that settled about a place when there were dead bodies in the room, with their sightless eyes staring up at Nettlie from the tables where they were slumped. This task had been quite an elaborate one to get right, especially the fact that Nettlie had managed to kill both of the pub owners with a different set of poisons to the rest of the pub just to throw in a bit of intrigue for the justice department. It would take them months, maybe even years, to work out that both poisons were derivatives of plants that grew in the same region, and even then Nettlie had only done that so the Justices had something to amuse themselves with.

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The Book of Pattegon – 2/4 – Twale

The ancestors wanted their Magics back safely in their own corporeal arms. And that meant that the Book of Pattegon had to be stolen from the Inner Council itself. Which in turn meant that a little bit of chaos had to be created.

(Rating: 15, Warnings: violence, graphic imagery, Genre: Fantasy, Action, Adventure) Featured Image Credit: Panoramas, Flickr

[Want to catch up on the story? – Part 1, ]

Twale hated road ambushes, especially when it was raining.

There were various considerations that had to be taken into account when it rained. For example, carriages would be driven more cautiously to ensure they did not slide off the muddy road. The drivers would be on the lookout for an opportunist ambush, and normal assassination attempts wouldn’t work.

“Bloody well hurry up,” Twale muttered, dusting off the raindrops from his coat. It was a special kind of fur, taken from the Paitsa, an animal that lived in the far western regions, which had evolved to survive in one of the wettest parts of Pangeium.

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The Book of Pattegon – Part 1/4 – Mae

The ancestors wanted their Magics back safely in their own corporeal arms. And that meant that the Book of Pattegon had to be stolen from the Inner Council itself. Which in turn meant that a little bit of chaos had to be created.

(Rating: 15, Warnings: violence, graphic imagery, Genre: Fantasy, Action, Adventure) Featured Image Credit: Panoramas, Flickr

Mae crept along the top of the rafter with a cat-like grace.

The noise from the dinner party below covered her movements nicely, just as she had intended. The mark sat at the head of the table, dressed in a dark silk suit which looked like it could cost most of Mae’s wages for a year.

Sometimes, Mae wished she was still part of that world, dressed in riches and dining with the most powerful people in the Nation. She missed the feel of rich silk dressed against her skin, instead of the harsh, course trousers and shirt she wore now. She had considered trying to sneak into the party under one of her many false aliases, but this Mark would be able to spot her from a mile off, however much makeup and disguises she wore to lighten her skin to pass as someone from the Outlying Regions.

Her Mark, after all, was family.

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Teacup Story – Dark Places

Casey turned to her diary to sort out the darkest places of her mind, to try and make sense of them. To find their purpose. (Genre – General, Genre – Free writing, Universe – Diary of Casey Macford)

It’s a hard place to describe really, that place where nothing feels attached.

It is like you float within your own mind, listless and helpless to the barrage of thoughts that come your way. However hard you try to fight them off, they continue to hit with the full force of their strength.

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Teacup Story – Isolation

Casey considered what the difference was between isolation and loneliness. (Genre – General, Universe – Diary of Casey Macford, Rating – PG)

There is a thin line between isolation and loneliness, dear diary, and that line is choice.

Isolation is a place that I choose to put myself into. I close the doors, open your dusty covers and write away my words with only the thoughts in my head filling up the space in the room. There is the silence of the natural world around me, the noises that normally file into the background are now my companion as I draw my fears and desires out in metaphors in between your thin blue lines.

Loneliness, dear diary, is when I come to you when I desperate. When I want to scream my feelings and thoughts to the rooftops, but I know no one is there to listen to them. I want reaction, I want something to respond to the thousands of thoughts that tumble through my mind like water tumbling over the edge of a waterfall.

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