“If Mother were here, she’d have founded a charity already,” Djaren muttered.

Eljiah cleared his throat. “I’d like to look in here, if it’s all right.” He stood looking up at a solidly built building double the width of most of the houses. The placard read “The Herringbroke boys’ house.”

“You already have a charity here.” Djaren smiled. Continue reading “The Cambriol Riddle, Chapter Three–Laws and Paupers, continued”

The day had decided to be one of Cambriol’s rare sunny ones, so the Tembelakan and Shandorian students had pooled their resources and spread their dinners out by the riverside on Tembelakan mats and Shandorian picnic blankets. Continue reading “The Cambriol Riddle, Chapter Three–Laws and Paupers”

Djaren liked the weekly dinners at the embassy, when he got to share a table with Eljiah, Kara, the elderly ambassador, and today, Tallis. Kara sat as far from the skeletal medical student as possible, and eyed his empty plate with a frown. Continue reading “The Cambriol Riddle Chapter Two–Following, continued”

Prince Isakoa of the Tembelakan Islands, who was sitting in a tree with a view over top the college wall, nearly fell out laughing.

Nahaka, standing lookout in the shadow of the wall, backed away from Kara, empty hands raised in front of him, smiling. “You are just lucky we were returning, and sent the stewards off on a tip about the Levour students setting an illegal bonfire.” Continue reading “The Cambriol Riddle, Chapter One–Fish and Bones, continued”

“Once upon a time, at the end of the world, a young man found a cave. He was likely looking for a place to hide from the fire and madness the world had become,” the Doctor said.

The burned boy nodded, biting his lips as the needle sank into his arm.

“Don’t twitch or I will not continue the story.” Continue reading “The Cambriol Riddle, Chapter One–Fish and Bones”