'Snap his throat,' the compulsory thought jabbed her like a stove prod as she looked hungrily at the rabbit that washed its face with dry paws in the cage. Her eyes stared down with grim triumph but the victor, in this case 'her,' didn't feel any sort of euphoria which she would imagine in her … Continue reading Episode 24: Tongues like knives
Episode 23: Onward
As he watched Gale looking towards his shed as if he was struck dumb, Connor felt a smug sense of superiority. He still remembered when he first saw Gale whom he saw having a drink of mead in the town's little hall, which is more of a well-lit meadow that is not drown in shadows … Continue reading Episode 23: Onward
Episode 22: Greener grass
During his lunch break shift, Gale was coming back from Allyah who examined his dietary guidelines. Allyah was far more nuanced and sophisticated as a dietician than a neighboring province doctor who can't even read or write, no joke. She estimated that he might have fainted that one time could be related to his failure … Continue reading Episode 22: Greener grass
Episode 21:In his shack
'It's that ugly woman...again' thought Connor. It was the third day since she made her unwelcomed invasion of his sacred sacred shack. In more ordinary circumstances, he would have welcomed her voluntary measures to come see him. It is just that her actions are causing him to arrive at a conclusion: she is not … Continue reading Episode 21:In his shack
Episode 20: Dark Green Eyes
"You don't look like your father." Conrad, more well known as "Connor," has heard of that quite a lot of times to the point that he gave up count. He himself often wondered if he wasn't actually related to his father. It was not just the disparity between their physical appearances but how he has … Continue reading Episode 20: Dark Green Eyes
Episode 19: Butcher’s Son
The next day, Michaela and Theodore went out on some delivery errands in Fullgreens. She still had her cap on, but she wore a light cotton dress with a shorter skirt that showed her ankles and wispy sleeves that bared her arms like the rest of the New England residents. Her exposed arms particularly showed … Continue reading Episode 19: Butcher’s Son
Episode 18: Red Sky
The fabric merchant knew not to ask questions. Especially, when someone asks for black curtains, and that someone was an herbalist who seems like a humble peddler with a shop. The tacit rule of mourning in 1700s' Fullgreens dictated that people who cannot give proper burials are allowed to mourn by putting on black curtains. … Continue reading Episode 18: Red Sky
Episode 17: Nocturnal Girls
Looking at the moon outside the open lattice, Michaela feels her spirit drown in the sea of calm as the night air envelopes her like a cool second skin. The air's delicious weight sedated her senses more effective than anything Gale promises to his gullible guests in his apothecary. 'Speaking of sedatives...I still don't know … Continue reading Episode 17: Nocturnal Girls
Episode 16: Tantrums
(A portrait of Octavia in her youth) Smiling affectionately at Theodore, Octave gently scratched his chin with her index finger, "You'll let your mama have a night of respite from her duties, won't you, little cupid?" Ulda stroked his soft fluffy back, cooing "Don't go too soon, our love. We won't let you go too … Continue reading Episode 16: Tantrums
Episode 15: Karl
She was organizing his office belongings by her own categories--blank paper, leather bound books, rough draft manuscripts, and torn pages--in his private study. He didn't ask for it, but the room wouldn't be so messy if he had put in some effort and it was good opportunity for her to put her reading lessons into … Continue reading Episode 15: Karl