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The café was beautiful, all marble topped tables with wrought iron legs, and high ceilings decorated with pressed tin. It marked the spot where the fairgrounds ended and the capitol city’s shops, eateries, and expensive apartments began. People walking by … Continue reading
“Let’s see the world, shall we?” Teresthan said. Anna took his arm, somewhat against her better judgment, and let him pull her along through the other side of the site, where wildflowers clung stubbornly to some lovely rocks and waterfalls … Continue reading
Anna found her tent hard to leave. It was all soft green and lavender cloth, and vases of lilies, and a wonderful writing desk stocked with paper, pens, ink, and pencils of every lead softness. There were shelves of books … Continue reading
When the train arrived in the main Levour station, workmen removed the cars of materials and re-attached them to a different, smaller engine. With Anna and the workers packed onto the back, holding to the railings, the little train rolled … Continue reading
Anna was, by now, very familiar with Sherard station. No trains ran to Shandor, so the nearest place to board was the station just over the eastern passes. Sherard station nestled in a pine-forested valley, in a town of almost … Continue reading
“Well,” the grey-haired Queen of Shandor gasped. “That’s a great many stairs to climb to find somewhere quiet.” Tam was inclined to agree, but the view was so striking that he didn’t say anything. The high tower of the castle … Continue reading
“So now they want to put us down in the third tier between the Dynasties and Sarvarthi?” Djaren asked, tapping the map with his pencil. He and Isakoa, teenaged king of the Tembelakan islands, were sharing tea with the ambassador … Continue reading
To Mistress Anna Darvin, I have had the pleasure of seeing your sketches for the proposed Shandorian pavilion at the Nations’ Exhibition in Levour, and must confess myself impressed by a number of points in your design. Sadly, Master Marwright, … Continue reading
Hashta bowed to the Queen and the Amryn, then threw back his head and looked around. His eye fell scathingly on Hural, but he ignored him for the moment. “I am Hashta dar Harrak dar Ghaer,” he said, addressing the … Continue reading