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lagilmanlauraanne: it's my first trilogy, period. But each part is in three parts, so it's really a 9 part story...
pooks: k
lauraanne: but this is the wrap-up, and it's not wrapping neatly.
lauraanne: Stupid story
pooks: Not stupid.
pooks: Lovely story.
pooks: Just being a bit of a diva at the moment.
lauraanne: heh. no, just lazy. wants to meander
lauraanne: tired after Book 2.
from the yet-untitled Book 3 of THE VINEART WAR:
Mahault forgotten for the moment, the uncertainty and exhaustion of the days preceding faded, and Jerzy moved closer, placing one hand flat against the weathered wooden staves, the finest work of the carter's guild. The magic pushed at him, demanding entrance. Instinctively he breathed out, and then in again, letting the aroma fill his lungs, touching the quiet-magic within him.
Like the living touch of the vineyards, the stone-heavy sense of the Guardian, it filled spaces within him that had been left dry by the weeks at sea, unsatisfied by the isolation of the unblooded grapes, who cared nothing for the humans moving around them. This was home. This was him.
pooks: k
lauraanne: but this is the wrap-up, and it's not wrapping neatly.
lauraanne: Stupid story
pooks: Not stupid.
pooks: Lovely story.
pooks: Just being a bit of a diva at the moment.
lauraanne: heh. no, just lazy. wants to meander
lauraanne: tired after Book 2.
from the yet-untitled Book 3 of THE VINEART WAR:
Mahault forgotten for the moment, the uncertainty and exhaustion of the days preceding faded, and Jerzy moved closer, placing one hand flat against the weathered wooden staves, the finest work of the carter's guild. The magic pushed at him, demanding entrance. Instinctively he breathed out, and then in again, letting the aroma fill his lungs, touching the quiet-magic within him.
Like the living touch of the vineyards, the stone-heavy sense of the Guardian, it filled spaces within him that had been left dry by the weeks at sea, unsatisfied by the isolation of the unblooded grapes, who cared nothing for the humans moving around them. This was home. This was him.
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Date: 2010-06-10 06:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-11 12:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-06-10 07:47 pm (UTC)lauraanne: it's my first trilogy, period. But each part is in three parts, so it's really a 9 part story...
Waaiiit... I didn't recall the story starting with "A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away..."
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Date: 2010-06-11 04:42 pm (UTC)Um, wait.
(She would, tho. She's That Kind of Girl)
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Date: 2010-06-11 04:40 am (UTC)