Shani dabbed the corners of her mouth with her napkin and waited for the dessert to be brought around. It was an excellent meal, and seemed full of flavour. Kingston even surprised both elves as he allowed Ezekiel to sit at the table with them and partake of the meal. Though, his explanation made some [...]
Archive for December, 2008
Death on the Bayou, Pt. 4
Posted in Black Mask and Pale Rider, tagged Death on the Bayou, prose on December 31, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Cream and Sugar Please
Posted in Food and Drink, tagged coffee on December 31, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
What would people do if we didn’t have places with like Starbucks? Well local coffee houses would become easily more popular, like The Copper Cup I frequent once a week for my therapy sessions. I’m not a huge fan of coffee, but I do enjoy it once in a while.
I am more of a [...]
There was ‘Nog, but no rum
Posted in Food and Drink, randomness on December 27, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
You people must realize that the only times I actually make a post, is when I’m not at home.
Okay, not all the time. But at least the random posts are made most often when I’m on the road, or on vaction.
Well, you can add another first to this.
I’m kinda drunk.
Yes, egg nog and vodka. [...]
It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, Pt. 5
Posted in Black Mask and Pale Rider, tagged It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, prose on December 27, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The four riders watched the small cottage from the crest of the hill, ignoring the cold wind that whipped around them. The sounds of joy and laughter seemed to calm the cold that surrounded them. Sywyn could only smile as he listened to the sounds of laughter and song. “And we did [...]
It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, Pt. 4
Posted in Black Mask and Pale Rider, tagged It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, prose on December 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Mandrel finished hitching the horses to the wagon and looked to his sister. Pania was organizing the last of the parcels and packages carefully. It had taken most of the day and a good part of the evening, but they had managed to collect enough to gather together a decent care package for [...]
It’s Christmas Time Again
Posted in randomness on December 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Well as my holiday celebrating is coming to a close I thought it would be good to discuss my feelings on such matters. Much to my surprise I wasn’t depressed and upset like I have been the last few years. Previous Christmases have been painful to bare because I am so far away from my [...]
It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, Pt. 3
Posted in Black Mask and Pale Rider, tagged It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, prose on December 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Sywyn found the small abode easily. The boy had described where he and his family lived with great detail. He spoke of his brothers and sisters, and the passing of his father only six months earlier. The elven knight stopped to marvel at the dwelling. Stricken by poverty, this family still [...]
It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, Pt. 2
Posted in Black Mask and Pale Rider, tagged It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, prose on December 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Just outside Ottawa, Ontario, December 24, 1897
Sywyn Wennemein rose early that morning. As a holy knight of his home world, he went about his duties as he normally would. And just like he remembered from his time spent in Old Mexico, he could not hear but a whisper from his god. But [...]
It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, Pt. 1
Posted in Black Mask and Pale Rider, tagged It Came Upon A Midnight Clear, prose on December 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I decided to interrupt the usual story of the current adventures of Black Mask and Pale Rider to bring you this Christmas story.
Rideau Canal, Ottawa, Ontario, December 23, 1897
The snow crunched underneath the horses hooves, sounding louder than it should have, but the air was crisp and cool and all the sounds that were made [...]
Death on the Bayou, Pt. 3
Posted in Black Mask and Pale Rider, tagged Death on the Bayou, prose on December 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
“Jeb, be a good boy an’ fetch my cane if you would,” Kingston said in a calm and cool voice that held the air of sophistication. “We are entertaining two fine ladies, so I must make certain my attire is appropriate.” He smiled to the small black boy and waved him off to [...]
