Chapter Sixteen - Cafes and Puzzles

“What have you found so far?" Mederei inquired from the coffee shop near the hotel. They had finished their meal and wandered over to find coffee and explain what they had heard. Mithrilanna and Luna, who were still out and about, listened through their glasses. Mederei had propped her glass up against an empty mug so everyone could see each other. Well, when Luna wasn't shifting her glass at odd angles. "Not much, but I happened to find Thuweni earlier," Luna said. "He said that the prince is here to save the area from a five-hundred-year disaster. There's also a book about Damla Isle that Kiango loved as a child. You don't happen to have it, do you?" Mederei snorted. "Didn't even know he could read until a couple years ago." Ramses blew out his breath. "You're being more obnoxious than normal, Medi. What is with the two of you?" "Life in general," Caradoc assured him with a wave of his coffee. He set the mug on …

Welcome Back

So, January and February are all over, and it's (finally) starting to warm up in Seoul. Yeah!
For those of you who pay attention to the news, there was a little thing called the Winter Olympics happening in Korea. I didn't make it up, but I saw a lot more people than normal.

I, however, had a better February experience in that my mom came to visit me. It's been two years since I saw my family in person, so it was really nice to have someone here with me. We got to see all the wonderful sites that make Seoul so wonderful.

I'll be starting up the stories again in two weeks (March 17th). I hope you all have a wonderful March!

Winter Hiatus

It's really chilly here in Seoul at the moment, so I took advantage of my Christmas present to weave some more cloth. Also, due to it being the end of the school year (Korean schools run from March to February), I'm currently busy with finishing up school, and getting things ready for next year.

All that said, I'm taking a hiatus from Mederei's story until March. Thankfully, I'm not leaving you on a terrible cliff-hanger, though. Posting in January and February will be sporadic as I find the time to write while getting other things done. 

For those interested in the weaving, the brownish color has flecks of gold in it, but is a rayon, acrylic mixture. The black is cashmere I received back in Buffalo a couple years back. It's been woven and washed and looks freaking amazing. I think I'll make it into a dress.

Below is a photo from the light show in downtown Seoul. It was beautiful, but cold that night.

Stay warm!

Chapter Fifteen - Lines

"It is most unusual to find one of the mages out in places like this," a male voice spoke from behind Luna as she and Mithrilanna wandered through the busy pedestrian only tourist funnel. The street itself was shaped like a funnel with a wide entrance off the main street which slowly narrowed until it led into a den of alleyways and tunnels. They remained in the tourist area, but in the not so nice tourist area. Mithrilanna had wanted to leave a block or two back, but Luna sensed something important. Her mother had always said Luna had inherited a knack for finding things. Little did she know that it would be a person and not a thing. This particular person was expected in the region, but his appearance wasn’t especially welcoming. "Thuweni," Luna greeted, turning only slightly to confirm the voice did belong to the name. She glanced around the area. That voice rarely traveled without a second one. "Is Kiango present?" "He's currently at the libra…

Chapter Fourteen - The Library

Libraries, no matter how well they tried to maintain cleanliness, normally smelled like old books, especially in the sections where old books were kept. While most bibliophiles loved the smell of old books, when confronted with the reason, they lost some of the magic. It was the rotting of paper which produced the smell, not necessarily a pleasant thought. Still, the smell wasn't exactly unpleasant, just better not to know all the facts. Much of life was that way. A beautiful color could be achieved by deadly poison - so long as the process to create the dye was conducted in a well-ventilated courtyard, and proper care taken to cover nose and mouth. Even people could be the same way - beautiful to look at, but once one realized the magic involved to make them look such, the beauty was lost. Now, if only certain princes could magically make their personality more attractive, the world would be a better place. Why was Kiango in the area? What could he possibly want and or need out her…