Rakel irritably refolded Henrik’s letter and stuffed it back into the envelope. The man had a finely-tuned ability to get under her skin, and it seemed to Rakel that he never missed a chance to use it. She reflected that … Continue reading
Rope, wood, and nails—the practical conjurer’s toolkit[1]. [1] This is foreshadowing[2]. [2] That is to say, providing a hint as to what Rakel will do with them in the next entry.
Dear readers, salve of my soul’s constant yearning for the adoration of millions, I bid you good evening. There aren’t millions of you, and adoration is probably too strong a word (‘tepid ambivalence’ is both more redundant and more apt, … Continue reading
Mikel led them out of the Septumvirate’s chamber and read the question off Hans’ face. “It could go either way,” he said. “You seem to have convinced Ansgar Leifsson—the old man,” he clarified. “He’s the senior member of the Septumvirate. … Continue reading
I write with serialization in mind, but not scheduling; basically any time I have to stop writing one entry and start a new one in the middle of the conversation, I have to add or remove dialog tags at the … Continue reading
The Septumvirate seemed to be content to allow the old man to speak for them for the time being. To Anja, it looked as though they’d regained their studied impassivity. She couldn’t read a thing in their faces. She glanced … Continue reading
Remember way back when, when I said that there was something theme-related to say, but I got sidetracked and forgot to say it? No? Well, here it is anyway. The guilds of magic number eleven (and I think I’ve mentioned … Continue reading
Ladies and gentlemen, good evening[1]. Another week passes without much in the way of news. You probably failed to notice that the Recent Stuff box now shows five things instead of four, thereby always showing the last two entries and … Continue reading
“We come now to Anja Grevdarsdottir,” the clerk announced. Every person in the room was on the edge of his seat. Eirik had, by way of whispered conversations with nervous colleagues, discovered that they were almost uniformly uninformed about the … Continue reading
Humans don’t consider illusion useful enough to merit its own guild, and any mage with an interest in it has the opportunity to study it. Humans are occasionally surpassingly stupid. I need to learn to use fewer em-dashes.
