MadPrinceFeanor

Sharing Communion Amongst Creation by ThomasInTheClouds I. The sun stretches her caressing hands. Balancing on the horizon, it seems. Last rays of day scatter across the lands. I like the personification of the sun as female; very often the sun is personified as male, so you make an interesting choice to use the pronoun "her", and it adds a deeper layer than it may initially seem with a connotation of gentleness more often attributed to femininity.  Bearing that in mind, the beauty of the first line is weakened slightly by the second.  The image of a female caressing the earth would be strengthened by a simple change of removing "on" in

 Walk.  Keep walking. Ayasha rested a slender hand on her fox companion as he trotted along to keep pace with her long strides across the forest.  She drew comfort and strength from his ruddy fur and musky scent.  Riven nosed Ayasha’s palm, made a small flick of his tongue against her moon-white flesh, and then bound a few paces ahead.  Ayasha gripped her sturdy oak quarterstaff, set her mouth in a grim line, and followed. “A druid’s neutrality stems from…what?” Ayasha wasn’t paying attention.  She had been watching her brother with full intentness.  A small series of dancing lights leaped back and for

An Interview with Captain M. Fauchevont and Jai M. McGrainer A lively comedy in less than one act. Fauchevont: So inquiring minds want to know--what exactly does "Fauchevont" mean?  You gave me the name and I like it, but I keep hearing a recurring theme of people wondering how you came up with it. Jai: It's a permutation of "Fachevent" actually, which means "angry wind" in old San d'Orian.  Your father was Tranchevent, "slicing wind", so technically you're named after him. Fauchevont: That still doesn't explain why I'm Fauchevont and not Fachevent. Jai: Think of the change like an Ellis Island fiasco--I mean, you were four when you wash

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