Submitted by irk on Wed, 08/25/2010 - 8:13pm
(Cosplay by Stephanie. Couldn't resist posting it for this story.)
This week Char's short in memoriam of Elete goes up... except, well, it's actually a bit of a miniseries in length. Due to the length of it and Echoes (PK's prequel), we'll be switching back to a 2-posts-a-week schedule for the duration of both stories. I bet you're excited! Part one of Between Tides goes up Friday, part two next Wednesday, and the concluding part three next Friday.
A taste of what's to come:
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The wind whips my hair, stinging my cheeks as it changes direction with the sunset breeze. I shift my weight, pulling one foot out with a soft pop before shifting my weight and freeing the next. I step forward, the soaked hems of my robes gaining a bare moment of buoyancy before pulling down with additional weight.
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"I've readied a place for you to stay, Elete."
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I watch the tea swirl in my cup, steam curling as it rises, and think about my wife.
Ivae...
The teacup shatters against the wall before I fully comprehend I've thrown it.
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Then I feel her fingertips part the top of my hair, brushing my ear, and I collapse.
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Do you have any ideas?
I feel his hesitation. So, he has one, but he doesn't want to act on it. Must be a rather spectacular idea, then, and probably one that will work. ... If it doesn't kill us all. 'Sy has a brilliant mind, but too often his idea of strategy is walking a razor-thin line between utter destruction and even more utter destruction.
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