Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the steady one. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.
Chapter 168: Secure
“Oi,” hissed Inuyasha from below, Continue reading
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one with a stamp of approval.
153
Feline Foresight
“What? Oh, right.” Jacques touched his forehead. Continue reading
Ward. The first reaver classification readers of the Amaranthine Saga encounter is ward, which is a bit of a catch-all category. Lots of subsets, depending on aptitudes and affinities. In a very general sense, wards are capable of crafting sigils.
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“Please, call me Michael. Ward is really more of a job description than a surname.”
“You’re a … ward?” That brought up unsettling images of wardens and prisoners. “I thought you were Aunt Eimi’s driver.”
“That’s certainly why I’m behind the wheel,” he said lightly.
—Tsumiko and the Enslaved Fox
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I’m regularly asked to provide a comprehensive glossary of reaver classifications, but … I’m still making them up. ::twinkle::
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one who’s rarely subtle.
152
Uninvited
With a graceful wave, the stranger said, Continue reading
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the missed one.
151
Morning Meander
Jacques stole a croissant from the cooling rack Continue reading
Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the sweetheart. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.
Chapter 167: Reckless
Kagome clambered recklessly, Continue reading
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one who finally gets around to it.
150
Longest Flight
As sunset neared, Michael and Sansa came down to the beach. Continue reading
Dimityblest. One of my friends likes to surprise me with enamel pins that suit my stories. Each book in the Amaranthine Saga has a pin or two that fits. This wee giftie doesn’t fit a specific book, although the Dimityblest clan has been mentioned regularly enough to hint at how large a part they play in the day-to-day workings of the In-between. I find this moth clan’s soft gray-browns soothing.
Dimityblest Quotes:
Sansa brought cups of tea and took the seat beside Tsumiko’s. “The clan who makes our paper also trains scribes. Dimityblest craftsmanship is good, yes?” —Tsumiko and the Enslaved Fox
Of the four Amaranthine who arrived with the caravan, the first to seek him out was from one of the moth clans. Linlu Dimityblest was lithe and soft-spoken, with short hair mottled in powdery shades of brown and cream. The irises of his large eyes were nearly the same color as his skin—cool as river clay and glossy with interest. —Marked by Stars
Urban enclaves were more daring, interacting to a greater degree with the surrounding human community. One enclave had become world-famous as chocolatiers, and she knew of a group of Dimityblest designers whose line of specialty papers could be found in any craft store. —Tamiko and the Two Janitors
Even in human guise, Lulu looked every inch a lady of the moth clans, with soft browns and creams in the subtle plaid of her skirts and the graceful drape of her short cape. —Governed by Whimsy
In the tradition of his clan, Yulin’s designation was scribe. Scribe Yulin Dimityblest, son of Linlu Dimityblest, one of Wardenclave’s less-famous founders. A moth. —Mikoto and the Reaver Village
Whoops! How did that sneak in?
::twinkle::
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the safe one.
149
Playful Partnership
A large bird burst on the scene, seemingly out of nowhere. Continue reading
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the one who plays games.
148
Incentivized
Gingko immediately inducted the lot of them. Continue reading
Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the man of many talents. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.
Chapter 166: Personal
Miroku took charge. Continue reading
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the multilingual ones.
147
Extracurricular
“We cannot possibly continue like this.” Continue reading
Cameras Ready?! Take pictures for me! This time around, I’m inviting you to send me snapshots of ANY of the books (Saga & Songs). Jumble them together or feature them individually. Prop one up in your favorite reading spot. Snag a book-sniffing selfie. Showcase the latest title with the other books in your set … with props from the story … with your mug of tea … with your pets … with your plushies … with character doodles … with a Kimiko-worthy snack. Get creative. Be enthusiastic. Impress me. Be elegant or silly. Make me smile. Because there will be fabulous prizes.
YOU HAVE TWO MONTHS!
June 20 – August 20
always.forthright@gmail.com
If you’re taking part, I’m going to assume you’re okay with my re-posting your pictures here on the blog, on Twitter, on Goodreads, etc. And yes, if you can find creative ways to show off your digital edition, I’ll count those pictures, too.
Fabulous Prizes. Everyone who participates (and lets me know w/ a comment or email and link) will be entered into a drawing. Four people will be selected by ye olde randomizer. Multiple pictures are welcome (encouraged, even), but they’ll add up to one entry per reader in the prize drawing. I’ll reveal what those fabulous prizes are in a future reminder. ::eyebrow waggle::
Claimer: I do hereby claim all rights and responsibility for the characters in this series of vignettes because the Amaranthine Saga is mine. (Which means I should probably behave myself since anything I say or do could be taken as canon.) Indulge the lot of us, especially the ones who are stronger than they look.
146
Carried Away
Jacques couldn’t fathom the workings of boyish affection that Continue reading
Argent. I often go with (what I consider) unimaginative names for my characters if I think they’ll provide a secure hook for readers. Argent is a good example of this. A silver fox whose name means silver? Perhaps trite, but it suited him.
Since the release of Tsumiko and the Enslaved Fox, I’ve fielded a few questions about Argent’s name. One was … why doesn’t he have a Japanese name? The answer to that is simple. He’s not from Japan. He landed there during his proving journey. In fact, his name is probably a mouthful for Tsumiko, who would likely pronounce his name AH-roo-GEN-toh. Reminder: Argent was named by his mother, Lady Estrella Mettlebright, whose long connection to the Silverprong clan suggests European origins. (But that’s another story.)
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