Recent content by GreySwan

Ceto had never thought too much about Earth growing up, to be honest. Even though their history lessons were concerned with its formation, its explosion of life, its history starting back to caves and spanning to high rise buildings in the clouds were all centred around that distant planet, it...

It seemed beyond comprehension when Lin took a moment to really comprehend her settings. A walled city full of giants, just going about their daily business. She saw one woman many times her size going about her shopping, comparing some strain of apple that was more a pumpkin in weight and...

Though she was not surprised by it, Jareth rooting through the abandoned goods still did not sit particularly well with Lin. They did it all the time, more him than her, though she had to say when they were on a road and low on food or proper clothing she had not been too moral to take what she...

Lin could be to sides of the same coin about many things, including her openness. She could be warm hearted and generous on the surface, but when the steel met the hilt, closely guarded and cautious. Of course that did not apply to Jareth, or at least had not for some time. There had been quite...

“I know that now, it wasn’t so obvious last night. Besides... Couldn’t disappoint an adoring audience, could I?” Her smile was wry despite her early morning fatigue. There had been a time in her life, barely remembered, when she was not certain she ever wanted to speak to another human being...

Edeline had learned soon enough with Jareth was dawn rarely meant more than a sliver of light, and never meant the sun had actually risen. She wished she had remembered that lesson more clearly last night when just one more log on the fire seemed like a fine idea. She could exist on surprisingly...

Lin tilted her face towards him with a broad smile, giving his hand a fond clap. “Yes, I’m sure! And I’m being modest, else no one would believe half what I say! And I think I used the term experienced, not old...” Had one seen the Edeline who rode out of the ruins of Greywald that day with the...

Not all the wolves in this forest could be puppies, otherwise where would more of them come from? All the same, she could hardly call herself an expert in wolves. Their farm had been close enough to town that they rarely saw them. Foxes were more of a problem, and they were far less scary. And...

The silence between them felt as if it had thorns. The girl was not prepared to know what to do in this situation. All her life she had been told that children were to be seen and not heard, but she no longer had a mother to hiss that at her whenever she chimed in. But nor could she think of a...

He was being kind, and she supposed he had to be thankful for that. He could have responded with a grunt, or told her he did not give a flying flagon what her name was. Instead he was trying to calm her, to make sure she did not die of a slow poison in the blood from some dead raider’s axe that...

Lin could not maintain the eye contact for much longer, and her gaze flickered back down to the knife and its reflections. He was a scary man, her saviour. They had once had a barn cat with eyes like that when she was younger. Not only in that rare, intense colour of green but in their predatory...

Despite his kindness, her wariness did not decrease. She wondered if this was her permanent state now. Empty and afraid. It seemed a rather miserable existence if it was. She looked down at the food, not the most unappetizing thing she’d ever been presented with, but it felt as if there were a...

The girl barely felt the pressure of his arms as she was lifted down. Her entire body felt empty, and when he lifted her as if it were nothing she was hardly surprised. She felt as if she were filled with air and nothing else, like a dead dandelion about to blow into the wind. She did not feel...

Lin could not argue with her rescuer’s response. Fire was springing up everywhere like deadly orange flowers, catching easily on the thatched roofs and straw-filled walls. Soon there would be nothing left to be better than, she imagined. She did not have a choice in the matter. Or rather, she...

The man before her, strange and bloodied, had no reason to tell the truth. But all the same, she realized he had little motive to lie to her. Had he wanted to, her head would be on the ground already. His sword could probably reach her little neck in no more time than a beat of her heart took...