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Current Active Serial Story: Selkies' Skins (read on LJ, read on DW, or read at site)
Selkies' Skins manuscript wordcount:
Selkies' Skins: Castle and Well (book one): 131,693 for chapters 1 through 39, front matter, the glossary, and author bio. It is followed by a second book covering the second half of Kirsty's testing, and likely a third book or fourth book to deal with other important bits of the selkies' (yes, more than one) stories that are not focused on in Kirsty's Skinquesting. There is also an audiobook version recorded, narrated by Illya Leonov. He is also expected to narrate the books of the Dragon Shaman series. https://www.amazon.com/Castle-Well-Selkies-Skins-Book/dp/B00O9GKYW0/

Selkies' Skins: Temple and Skinquest (book two): 41,338 and growing in the manuscript as of April 20, 2016 and is in progress. I need to look over the current manuscript for the current wordcount before editing.

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Selkies' Skins 2: Chapter 20

This was first pushed to my Deviant Art Gallery for an entry in my #FlashFictionMonth2021 offerings. 

 


Welcome back to the story! If you don't wish to use the Selkies' Skin tag to find the entries, check the ToC on the Sticky Note at Dreamwidth. Story is mirrored to my LiveJournal, from my Dreamwidth, as well as on a dedicated site. For story news and more, subscribe to my Twitter (@AmehanaArashi) or go on Facebook and like either THG StarDragon Publishing or Selkies' Skins. As always, the main tag for the full story is selkies' skins and the tag for "Temple and Skinquest" is selkies' skins 2.

Book one (Castle and Well) of Selkies' Skins is available in entirety in ebook format as of March 16th, beginning at Smashwords. The print edition is now available on Amazon and Lulu with Samantha Buckley's stunning cover depicting Kirsty and the storm. An audio edition of the first book in the series narrated by Illya Leonov and now available on Amazon, iTunes, and Audible, with other venues pending. He has finished "Book of Seals: Pearls of Sea and Stone" which accompanies and precedes Selkies' Skins: Castle and Well. (click to hear what he sounds like in past recordings of other projects)

This scene may (most likely, there is some I'd like to add that would not fit in the word count) get rewritten, moved, or dropped when preparing the webnovel version for the print version.



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Selkies' Skins 2
Section 2: Temple's Light
Installment 50
Chapter 20
The Master Tome
Untangling the Web, Shifting the Veil


 Kirsty found herself emerging into a library once through the passage. She looked around the dimness, filled with the scent of old scrolls. How the paper, papyri, and parchment could survive underwater she wasn’t sure. On the same note, she could no longer tell if she were underwater or not. She moved a hand experimentally through the atmosphere surrounding her and noted the thickness and the thinness moving her fur. Was it both at once somehow? How?

 
 
With a flick of her tail she had the unsettling feeling of both legs and tail working at once, pulling her attention even thinner than it was. Ironically this also seemed to sharpen her attention to this point in time she experienced, lurching her stomach.
 
 
Her attention settled on a very large tome in the middle of the room that seemed to be made of a combination of all modes of inscription, shifting back and forth as it pleased, including seaweed paper and even stone tablets. It shifted slower under her gaze, yet not staying in any one form long. Refusing to, as if it were itself alive and cognizant of her intruding gaze.
 
 
Kirsty made her way toward the tome, drawn by the placement. As soon as she came in front of it a form solidified and looked disturbingly familiar. The brown fur of Father Ronan’s tome waited for her touch. This was clearly a different section of his sundered pelt as the markings were all wrong compared to the one from Caer Carrick’s library, but somehow she knew it was his all the same. Carefully she opened what she had come to know as “The Book of Seals.” Instead of the familiar yellowed parchment paper on land this paper was made of bleached seaweed.
 
 
“Father Ronan?” she asked softly “What are you doing here?”
 
 
“I am and I am not here, Child.” The familiar text spread across the blank page. “I also am not alone. As to what I am doing here, it is the same as I always have been. Chronicling. Sharing. Teaching. Waiting.”
 
 
“Several of us are here, not just someone of your species, Priestess.” Another hand spread across the page.
 
 
“At least one representative of each major sea species. Perhaps at some point others will join us when they feel ready,” a third and far more crabbed script scrabbled across the page.
 
 
“How?”
 
 
“We give part of ourselves. I, as you figured out already, gave my skin back to Her. This is the Master Tome. What you found in the library is another copy of my volume of the ‘Pearls of Sea and Stone,’ but currently only is keyed to what is needed for you since it originally went to Caer Carrick from my abbey. There are other copies bearing my fur, as I know you’ve already intuited.”
 
 
“Could I learn what I need to know about all of the species?” Kirsty leaned in, her fingers stroking hungrily at the edges. “And what about the herbology and lost potion secrets?”
 
 
“In theory.” All three wrote to her at once. “And over time. Not today though. You won’t have much time here.”
 
 
Kirsty looked around in confusion. Things looked like they should for a library. It was only then that she felt an oily aftertaste, felt it seeping into her fur and allowing frigid sullied water access to her skin. The room shifted and darkened. Books gave way to statues and the ghost of a drill bit lanced the floor and struck the heart of the sea. Screams of rage and fear filled the water and forms swam out from the city, her awareness filling the area in a moment as the point in time replayed itself.
 
 
A Triton reared in front of her between Man’s Lance and the Tome with shield and sword despite knowing such tools inadequate.
 
 
Time bent again. The city lay dead and quiet. Statues stood guarding the prize and waited around the Tome. The Tome waited, giant sized on a lectern while oil seeped and her mother’s blood still lingered in the water trying to overwrite and correct what had been done here. Kirsty’s eyes fell on the wounded skin of the planet, Mara’s waters seeping down into the elder sister as much as the oil seeped up, a mingling of blood. Her hand went to the broken metal.
 
 
“I need to find someone that can cap this right. I’m a water witch, not someone that knows how to make a bit of metal into a plug.”
 
 
“That you can do later back in the human realm. This tome needs moved. Mara bids it be you.” The statues’ gaze bored into Kirsty. The samebito regarded her with his shark eyes. “We will not be able to hold a filter much longer, and you were expected quite some time ago.”
 
 
Kirsty’s gaze went to the flat gaze of the samebito statue. The disapproval there struck deep. She was well aware that she was flailing about and had most likely made many mistakes in this process, and likely failing her tests. The added weight sank her heart. “Where to?” She struggled to keep strength in her voice. Somehow she could not abide the idea of seeming weak to the essences of the many other mer races.
 
 
“Mother Mara will guide you if you seek her.” His jaw set.
 
 
An octopus mer raised a tentacle and his weapon more to press against man’s influence. “You are already seeking her, make no more side trips. Be resolute. Take the book and go.”
 
Turning her eyes back to the Master Tome she discovered it had already closed. The size daunted her but she lifted it anyway to see if she could lift it, expecting it to remain in the lectern due to how heavy it had to be. To her surprise it came easily and even shrank to a size she could easily fit into her sporran. Kirsty slipped it in and surveyed the room. Her mother’s blood still struggled to correct the ocean around them.
 
 
“It’s not enough. There’s too much.” Her stomach turned again. Her eyes fell on a sharp rise in the middle of the lectern. Had it been there beneath the Master Tome the entire time? Her hand reached for the edge. A force drew her palm to rest lightly. A small incision, a little blood, a small offering of life force to preserve what could be saved. A promise to return.
 
Kirsty withdrew her palm and clenched her hand. A breath later she felt the planetary matrix activate, the lighting of the statues’ eyes and the crystals formerly unseen. A passage of light opened around her and a song wove somewhere at the end, the new location. Her flippers propelled her forward into the surf unbidden.
 
 
The room went dark again and the filter the statues held grew smaller, holding as best they could for physical care and for the one tasked with their own transport to eventually come.

 

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Flash Fiction Month Stories List!

  Flash Fiction Month is happening, and I have been working on catching up to it. You can read my flash fictions for free on my Deviant Art gallery. Views help boost me in the algorithm, if I understand things correctly. I will update this list to link to where you can read the flash fictions written for this month.

 

Flash Fiction Month 2021

 

  1. The Idols: Obsession, or safety? https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM2021-1-The-Idols-884398326
  2. Rainbringer: When the rain runs dry, what happens when there is less to bring? https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM2021-2-Rainbringer-884402495
  3. I Want Flames: Aging does not mean growing up. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-3-I-Want-Flames-885840121
  4. Wind and Stream: Experience the connection of a tree between her suitors. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-4-Wind-and-Stream-885848421
  5. I Just Want A Bed: No, really. I just want a bed! https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-5-I-Just-Want-a-Bed-886131751
  6. Sloth: Be careful what you program. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-6-Sloth-886138477
  7. Within Her Mirror: Snow White from the Magic Mirror's perspective. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-7-Within-Her-Mirror-886218522
  8. A) The Fae Bride: A Fairy bride and what a chance encounter means for her future groom. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-8-The-Fae-Bride-886230385
    B) They: Wander with a spirit that had never walked as human. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-8b-They-886338858
  9. Cloud In The Storm: The Cloud Maiden always wanders far, and sometimes she comes when called. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-9-Cloud-in-the-Storm-886233369
  10. Starstone City: Adventurers, a love triangle, and personality clashes. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-10-Starstone-City-886247909
  11. Providence: A half selkie shipwrecked encounters a full selkie family. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-11-Providence-886241301
  12. The Taste of People: A forest spirit speaks his mind https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-12-The-Taste-of-People-886149220
  13. You'll Be Mine: Loving? Obsessive? You get to make up your own mind about this Fae and his letter. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-13-You-ll-Be-Mine-886146025
  14. The Cloud Maiden's Shrine Origin: The Cloud Maiden chooses a home, and a priest to serve her. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-14-The-Cloud-Maiden-s-Shrine-Origin-886141083
  15. Wishing Cookies: Just a little bit of baking. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM2021-15-Wishing-Cookies-886040849
  16. An Unusual Day In The Life of Sir Seb (or Sir Sebastion): When a villain is bad at being bad and it's the castle dragon that needs rescuing Sir Sebastion gets to clean up the mess. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM2021-16-An-Unusual-Day-in-the-Life-of-Sir-Seb-885959154
  17. Temptations: In which I mock blouse ripper romance and shed a little light on certain aspects of the Temple of Mara that aren't so fun. Or is it just angst? https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-17-Temptations-886054881
  18. Who Summoned Me To Punch A Fish?: Teenagers, elder gods possessing tentacles, and wannabe gangs. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-18-Who-Summoned-Me-to-Punch-a-Fish-886057619
  19. Dragon And Hawk Reunite: A long flash forward for Ryu Take and BlowingWind Mountainchild from my Dragon Shaman books. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-19-Dragon-and-Hawk-Reunite-886209592
  20. Untethering The Dragon: When a spirit incarnates as a human but needs their powers there is always some sort of price. https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-20-Untethering-The-Dragon-886335217
  21. The Cloud Dance: Your typical unruly princess, and the typical falling for a guard. The Cloud Maiden has plans for them https://www.deviantart.com/amehanarainstardrago/art/FFM-2021-21-The-Cloud-Dance-886350253
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Spring Challenge is live at Dragon Hearts RPG

 THG StarDragon Publishing is pleased to forward this announcement from Dragon Hearts RPG, for which I write the challenges for.

 

 

Leprechauns and Clurichauns have returned, the gates to the land of the Fae flung wide upon the Tor deep within the forest. Rainbows abound as Spring begins her return. Find and visit them all to find out what sort of chaos exists today!

To celebrate the change in the seasons everyone has been given a "Lucky 2021 Clover" and "Equinox Crystal A 2021" visit your inventory to use them!

Also shenanigans is happening at the Coffee Empire and Thieves' Guild! Visit them in Rhian to see what's up!

 

www.dragonheartsrpg.com


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Valentines and Dragon Hearts

 Once again the day celebrating love of all kinds has come to Rhian and Dragon Hearts RPG. Fetu has a new henchman and they are celebrating their love of Love and Chocolate by stealing all the chocolate in the land.

There's only one thing to do. Help Cupid fix the mess. www.dragonheartsrpg.com

For those that have not heart of the game Dragon Hearts is an intentionally somewhat quirked browser role play with both game generated and player generated content. There are challenges that are official game play, and then there is the chat for player content.

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Haiku: Fog

My first haiku of Haiku Month!


Fog

Frigid encased
 
crystal suspended in the
 
expectant expanse

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Dragonmas 2020 live on Dragon Hearts

 The Dragonmas challenge is now live at https://www.dragonhearts.rpg and available to play. This year Fetu plans to rescue Dragonmas with his usual ulterior and questionable motives.
Completing the challenge will unlock the new area that has been on the back burner for years. Players are advised to make sure their email address is up to date and valid, as we are nearing being able to push live some changes that will necessitate a password reset. Behind the scenes stuff is much closer to being ready.
This announcement is not as a paid promotion but as an announcement regarding a project that I work on, as I am the quest/challenge/lore writer for Dragon Hearts RPG (DH) and the on-staff nag. I've not had to do much nagging or whip cracking lately since Obs/Rowan has had more coding time available. The tutorial video on site usage is on hold until the big changes are in place.


#dragons #textbased #roleplay #quirky
=Dragon Hearts Info=

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2020 Shirt

 I intended to have this uploaded and ready last month. It was ready just not uploaded.





Buy on Zazzle! 

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The Tree She Became

The Tree She Became
By Teresa Garcia
Wordcount: 948
 

“Allow me to tell you a story that I know to be true, though you may think this to be just another old woman’s fantasy. I’ll remind you that I was not always in this nursing home as a resident.”
 
She always started her stories this way while rocking in the old wooden rocking chair we kept for her on the screened porch. She enjoyed the view and how she could see her old childhood home across the street which matched the converted Victorian our facility was in. She gestured today at the maple in the yard, resplendent in crimson and gold foliage.
 
“Today I’ll tell you why I always refer to her as she, her, or by Andrea.”
 
I settled into the much newer and less interesting rocker beside her after setting the tray of her snack and drink on the small table between.
 
“When I was a little girl still living across the way my best friend lived in this house. Andrea was a firecracker, a downright whizz at jokes, jacks, and snappy comebacks. Of course this was also back when two of those three things were discouraged in proper girls. Neither of us was very proper.” She giggled, and the mischievous pixie of a lass she had been shone through behind the leather mask of age.
 
“Sounds like someone I would have liked to know, Jackie.”
 
“You two would have gotten on swimmingly.” She reached across to pat my hand, careful not to spill the mint julep, then picked it up and sipped. “We ran around that tree and climbed in him when he was big enough, back when the first dryad of the tree was alive. Oh he was a handsome boy. I miss him. We never did figure out how he got sick and why he died. That’s when the tree died, and we mourned him so. None of the other trees on the street or even the forest would explain to us what happened. They simply said it was better this way and he loved us as much as we loved him. We were all of the same age, if you understand me.”
 
This was no where near the first time she spoke to me of speaking to trees and other plants. It had taken her repeating things I’d said to my mother under our own tree for me to believe there might be more to it than an old woman’s madness, and that perhaps when I heard animals whisper I was not insane. It’s not something that most caregivers will admit to if we want our jobs.
 
“So, you think he liked you liked you?”
 
“We got clumsy kisses on different occasions and tingly hand squeezes. I think so. I’m not sure what would have happened if we’d made it to adulthood all together. Andrea took his loss harder than even I did. I think maybe they might have married. She was 13 when that flu turned to a bad pneumonia and took her. She’s buried under the tree, though many won’t remember. This was back before you had to get special clearance for family graves on your own property.”
 
I couldn’t help the frown. How many times had residents and visitors walked over Andrea’s grave unknowingly? It seemed disrespectful to me.
 
“I see that. Don’t worry. She wouldn’t have wanted her grave marked. The tree she was reborn into is enough. When I die I want my ashes mixed into the soil to join with them, and we’ll all be together again. You see, when the spring came the year after she was buried there the tree returned to life. I knew it wasn’t our strapping sapling in that tree body anymore. It was her voice. Unlike the original soul of the tree though she couldn’t come out to play. This is why when I speak of that particular tree it is she, her, or Andrea.”
 
Jackie rocked thoughtfully and watched the wind brush loose leaves from the body of her friend.
 
“Do you think you’ll come back as a tree?” I found myself asking.
 
“Maybe. I don’t know. I suspect that when I die her body will die again. Maybe we’ll both go together to wherever dryads and whatever the boys are called. They call it the Summerland when they whisper. Maybe the three of us can reincarnate together all in a circle and intertwine our boughs to make a nice dancing spot for those that still hear the voices of the forest. I hope so. When I dream at night I dream of a skein of wool nearing the end of being spun. I think I’ve made a nice tapestry though.”
 
She closed her eyes, finished her julep, and slipped into one of her frequent mini naps. I knew she’d finish the snacks when she awoke, so I stayed sitting to keep her company and rocked. As I gazed at the maple for a moment I thought I saw the faces of a girl and boy looking out of the branches between leaves watching us. They locked eyes with me a moment before they vanished and sent a chill across the top of my head. Jackie murmured in her sleep and sighed.
 
“Please give me a little more time with her, to collect her stories. There must be others like us that will need them.”
 
The wind swirled around my head and I heard different whispers than when the animals speak. I could not quite make out what they said. One day, I knew, I would. While Jackie napped I pulled my notebook and pencil from my pocket and jotted down her story, knowing that I had watchers.
 
 
Dryad: Female tree spirit, Greek

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Halloween Challenge is live for Dragon Hearts RPG

 Samhain or Halloween is here. The leaves fall and crunch below feet after blazing in glory. The nights are filled with even more magic. Not all is quite right in Rhiana though and the air does not carry the usual smells. What's going on? Is is safe to take the hatchlings out? Find out here: www.dragonheartsrpg.com

I particularly enjoy writing for Dragon Hearts as the owner specifically wants quirky. I certainly haven't found any other dragon rps that are quirky.

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