Posted in Fan Fiction, Fly By Night on Mar 9th, 2007 No Comments »
That morning Linden’s father dressed him, just as he did every morning. He did up the buttons on Linden’s small waistcoat, tied his cravat in a white puff below his chin, and tucked a black heart-shaped pendant into his shirt pocket. Linden stood obediently, watching his father’s every move, his father’s long thin hands put [...]
Posted in Fan Fiction, Fly By Night on Sep 13th, 2006 No Comments »
“That’s enough for to-day, children, and–oh, dear, don’t write that down. Can you cross it out, Fillip? Oh, dear.” Fillip scampered obediently over, and Pertellis dampened his sleeve with his tongue and rubbed at thats enof fer todey childrin and, pausing suddenly before the marks faded and blurred satisfactorily, and frowning absently.
Posted in Crossovers, Fan Fiction, Fly By Night, Westmark on Aug 28th, 2006 No Comments »
They had not really killed him. The first musket-ball had struck his shoulder, the second found a place in his side where it made him ache as he had not since the church had collapsed upon his father.