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There, swirling along the beams of the stone ceiling, were two large floating strawberries. They seemed in want of his attention, making silent beckoning to be touched, to be admired, to be tasted. They drifted nearer, bouncing about with weightless oscillations. This cannot be real, was the giant's first cogitation, but the closer they came to him, the more fearful he was. Deliberately assaulting him with their delicious rinds, impressing their succulence and sweetness upon him was all his horror. He stood from the table and stepped back, evading their gyrating attacks. They sang to him, called out his name in inviting tones,  glittered and

The Doormat                Although the bell that Tomas had installed beside the commons' entranceway had done much to soften the Herald's raps on the door of the commons each morning, it had done little to dampen the noise around the Den Asaan's residence upon the whole. There was a great deal of bustle in the outer hall as of late as the number of tenants in Castle Diras had increased, and though some of the inhabitants were his brothers, Rautu was inclined to be disturbed by any clamor regardless of who made it. Peace was needed for his serenity in the mornings and quiet for his reflective meditations in the evenings. The evenings that w

Your Sethena                It was evening in the Diras castle keep, and with all the accompaniments of the gloaming, along with the soft amber light of sunset and cool breeze in otherwise temperate atmosphere, came the Den Asaan's requisite correspondence to his brothers. When his long and arduous training for the day had done, he returned to his residence in the commons and sat down to the table to begin his letters before his duties of patrol should inhibit his writing or before the scent of supper should decimate his concentration. He gathered his powdered inks and writing implements from the storeroom and made a small fire to have the

                Once Rautu had consumed his fill of mediocre cake for the present, Hathanta suggested Haakhas before they were all to settle in for the evening. They gathered before the lit hearth of the main room and sat in their positions to begin their practice. Hathanta and Rautu were given the honour of beginning the scriptures, and they had not begun the first passage when Soledhan decided his seat beside his mother was not as close to her as he should have liked. He skittered into her lap and resumed his position while huddling in the added warmth she afforded him.                Their practice had not finished, however, when the com

Letters to Unghaahi: The Lesson of the Rainbow There was a summons that had come to the temple in the outpost as the party was leaving the pier. Everyone was giving Obhantaa their profoundest consolations as the ship that carried Rautu away had disappeared over the southern horizon and though the white giant was aggrieved that he was meant to be deprived of his brother's presence for a time, it was Otenohi who felt more saddened by Rautu's absence than any other. In planning his small deceptions for his brother, he had felt himself again and to have Obhantaa by his side and Unghaahi to scold him, it had felt ever as it should have been if o

Sethena The newly born Haanta Mivaari began to roar with the cries of hunger and discomfort. He had been swathed in warm pelts to keep him quiet and calm but when he felt his first bout of insatiable and inbred hunger strike him, Sethena screamed for appeasement. His cradle was approached by Khantara and the healer and as it was thought unwise to have the child drink from his mother in her current condition, the Ankhimari prepared Mhevhta, a formula given to all the young Mivaari of the islands for added wellbeing and nourishment. The giant lifted his progeny from his soft encasement and cradled him in the crook of his gargantuan arm. He

The Food Pyramid                The time had come when every restaurant, bakery and general eatery in Frewyn was required to clean house and prepare for the coming of the Frewyn Food Association, an assembly of provision inspectors who sagaciously came uninvited to every enterprise whether tavern or grocer and made certain the standard for cleanliness in the workplace were being kept. The members of the association thought it advisable to visit near midsummer, as the weather was warm enough for them to make an excuse to venture out and there were festivals enough to tempt them into the shoppes. There was always very little to disapprove: Di