Together for the first time since the end of the Coarse War, Lauren and her friends sat for a midday meal at their specialized outside seating at the Leaky Crack. In fact, that day was the first time when all eleven of her closest companions had eaten together at the Leaky Crack. It was a meal of roast mutton basted in herb butter, paired with sourdough bread, onion soup, and ale. While she ate, Lauren worked on lyrics for a song idea with a pen and a notepad, formulating a rough tune in h

 Lauren, Nadalia, Strea, Melody, Valentina, Theresah, and Foa sat down in their seats. While not every seat in the stands were filled, the stadium was packed. Down on the field, the starting fielders – the home team Yewleek Stacks – were warming up with practice throws, stretches, ground balls, and short-distance jogs. The first batter, of the Eartown Stalks, was practicing her swings while the umpire dusted off the home plate and the chalk boundaries were being set. A hidden organ play

 It was a chilly night. A bitter wind was blowing inland from the sea, the many leagues between there and the coast doing little to nullify its sting. The region was colder than the rest of the realm already, due to its northern location, but that particular night held a frigid temperature of note. The sky was clear, but moonlight and starlight offered no warmth, not like sunlight. The previous days had been rainy, before the temperature had dropped, so the ground was muddy. The chill had p

 Nadalia's tongue lapped at Lauren's slit, and Lauren squeezed Nadalia's head between her thighs in ecstasy. Lauren bit her lower lip, and the tip of Nadalia's tongue did what Lauren could only describe as a pirouette on her clit. The farmer closed her eyes as Nadalia's tongue slipped inside, performing its sexual dance. Unlike anyone else, Nadalia made Lauren orgasm involuntarily. She tensed, and her ejaculate stained Nadalia's lips. While Lauren caught her breath, as Nadalia licked away t

Music of The Farmer and The KnightBasic rules:Sibling Rules:Each Sibling is represented by a specific instrument in each realm, but only instruments marked with an asterisk are exclusive to that Sibling, regardless of realm.Greci is represented by:- Electric guitars in Drop C tuning for strong Greci influence- Drop C tuning being the base, unwritten tuning elaborated upon in String rules- Gitterns* in the Core Realm- This includes pieces involving Grecinma, the Protective Cor

 After partitioning her hair into matted locks, Lauren left her house and entered the Overchurch. Lauren strolled into the office of the Last Dissolver, where Strea and Jacobs were in the midst of conversation. At her entry, they faced her. “Hey, Laury,” Strea greeted, giving a small wave. “Ma'am,” Jacobs said, a short nod for Lauren. “'Sup,” Lauren said. Strea glanced at Lauren's empty belt. “Bet you're happy to have that belt free for once,” Strea

 Into the same field from which they departed, the war party arrived in the Core Realm. In the immediate timeframe, agents of the Offices of Para-Universal Investigation and the Firstborn began organizing gates for those needing to return to the Sister Realms. The army collected materials, ranks and the fallen. Their leaders put in the final orders. One more realm had been united with its family. Lauren glanced at bodies in coffins, bags and trunks, and although she knew what awaited s

 HILPOAPOLIS celebrated. And it mourned those who sacrificed to bring that celebration. Those important events served, in addition, as a means to bide time while the Ushabti – who had done their part to link all the relays in the tombs – the Palace of Progress and OPUI agents worked with the beacon to create a gate through which the war party of the Divine Siblings could depart; and while that party gathered their hands, resources and dead. Among the various feasts, parades, g

 “What did we tell you?” Vanessa said to the Spawn generals. “Knocked those doofuses out in a day,” Anna said. “We didn't even have to fudge the scores,” Bates said. “Not that we would,” Axy said, giving Bates a hard pat on the back. “You are correct,” General Amiccin said, bearing a begrudging expression. “It did brighten spirits, if for a day,” Nadalia commented. “But we have no time to dwell on that victory,” General Cateora said,

 In most scenarios, the pilot would have noticed the error. Firstly, he could have gotten just a little more sleep, but he had stayed up an extra hour editing his next “Pilot POV” video. Secondly, he could have double-checked the incorrect coordinates he had been given for the new drop zone, but he chose to trust in the numbers. Thirdly, an instructor would have called to him the time to drop, but there was no instructor as all the ladies in the back had their skydiving licenses; so he

Consumarry:“Looking Forward” – For the opening scene1 Electric guitar – Main riff of “Blue Bone”1 Gittern1 Psaltery4 Vielles2 Transverse flutes1 Fife1 Chalumeau1 Shawm2 Slide trumpets2 Tenor drums (<)2 Tabors“Trust In Unity” – For the meeting scenes of the trusted individuals [unique order: age of Siblings + base instrument, Core Realm instrument, Sister Realm instrument]1 Electric guitarDrum Set (A)1 Large bell1 Electric viola1 Electric guitar – D Lowered1 Trombone1 Elect

 Lizzy was sitting in the lobby, watching cosplayers, general attendees, staff, and other guests come in and out of the room. She was, frankly, looking to get digested. Lizzy was a daredevil, a gambler, a thrill junkie, a risk-taker. She had one token left for reformation, and one token meant only half a chance of the reformation working. When she had heard that the convention was coming to town, she booked a stay at the hotel of its basis, with help from a friend who worked there. Well, sh

It was the fourth day of the marketing strategies conference, and Darleen was on her way to pick up her friend and coworker, Becca, from her hotel. Due to an unforeseen quirk, Becca had been unable to get a free room in the hotel in which the rest of their team was staying for the conference, so she had bought the room at the cheapest hotel she could tolerate. Darleen had ended up in a similar predicament with a rental sedan. Since it was the final day of the conference, they planned to load all

 “What’s the count?” Lauren questioned Hanno. “Out of the two-thousand and eight-hundred some we had up, three-hundred dead,” Hanno said, getting off his horse. “That’s much more than I would have liked,” Lauren said, teeth hard together. “Those horse-fucking, hawk-laying skates got a fair many of the riders out during the charge,” Hanno said, taking off his helmet, “but the most numbers came after the big fight started.” “We should’ve shored

 On that clear night, with a bright full moon hanging in the sky, the air crisp with the nip of autumnal chill, Lauren’s house was full of friends and family in costume. Dozens of pumpkins and hand-carved Jack-o’-Lanterns lined her front flowerbed, sidewalk, and driveway and lay behind the windows between partially-opened black and orange curtains. Cotton cobwebs draped over her bushes and trees. Emma Wister the horse, in a custom black caparison, stood patiently motionless near the doo

 Cindy was a waitress at a trendy dance bar. It was a decent-paying gig. One of its largest drawbacks, though, was that it lacked any kind of anti-groping policy. Most of the staff had their complaints about the matter, but they dealt fairly well in keeping hands off their body. Cindy, however – Cindy was a fairy, a sylvian being of no more than three inches high (tall for her kind!). Her size left her in a precarious position, and alongside that difficulty, her height (or lack thereof)

 Forty Desert and Plains Territories cavalry, twenty-four Sharpshooters, sixty Bureau cavalry, twenty Bureau motorcyclists, eighty Spawn equites, thirty Spawn cataphracts, twenty Ushabti riders, eighteen Amazons, sixty Grecinman horseriders, twelve Grecinman knights, six Liggiwitharūs knights and ten Guard-Knights rode north-northeast, accompanied by ferriers, hostlery, artillery and reserve foot soldiers. The Siblings rode with them, and an unusual smattering of officers came along, too.

 Lauren had to admit that it was a neat trick, even after the fourth go-around. Maricica had made good on Alba’s vague instruction, and Lauren, Ume and Su soon found themselves placed conspicuously on some table. Lauren had figured that they yet remained in the capital, for there is a difference between “inconvenient” and “painful”. It had taken about ten minutes to confirm that fact, which came in the form of the passing of a python-esque Elementalist by that table. Since th

Spooky Voretober ShortRacing down the street on my bike, I rode home, and spotted Ms. Jenkins before she went inside from her afternoon gardening. I shouted out to her, “You have a good night!”
Turning, she spotted me on my bright pink bike, a pink dragon helmet covering the top of my head as she endearingly spoke, “You too dear, don’t let the bed bugs bite, it’s Halloween after all!”Grinning ear to ear, I rode back home, eager to try on my ringmaster costume for the night. My boyfri