New Book, New Chooks! #scifi #romance #chickens

 Today is a doubly exciting day! Nearly six months after the edits were finally completed, Lost Serenity officially releases today. Woo hoo! And I'm sorry. Sorry for the long wait, but also for this book. Because if I've done my job well, this story will rip you to pieces and leave you on a cliff-hanger until book three...

How could a moment's anger destroy so much happiness?

It is a question that will haunt him. When an old enemy comes to Kasha-Asor to kidnap their daughter, armed with a weapon that could end everything, Keir is forced to leave an injured Quin on Lyagnius. But his quest for a cure and their missing daughter will come at a terrible cost.

Book #2.5 of the Redemption series. Releases 20th March, 2021. Click here for purchase links.

Trigger warning: the loss of a child.

But that's not the only excitement today. Because today I finally have three new girls joining my much diminished flock of feathered fiends. I haven't quite decided on names yet, but these little cuties will mean no more buying eggs in winter, as well as being cute and beautiful editions.

Happy Spring Equinox!

New Release! A Merry-traxian Christmas #scifi #romance #holiday

It's taken a while but I finally have a new release - a little Christmas short for Keir and Quin - which you can find by clicking HERE.

As winter deepens on the tropical isle of Kasha-Asor, Keir and Quin find themselves in a somber mood, adrift in nostalgia. So begins a quest to recapture past happiness as each takes a different path to find new ways to celebrate their good fortune. But can distant memories really be revived on an alien world far removed from all they knew?

And may I wish you all a Merry Christmas or Happy Holiday of your own!

SFR Brigade Holiday Showcase: A Merry-traxian Christmas #scifi #romance

Hello! Welcome to the special holiday edition of the SFR Brigade Showcase. Are you looking forward to Christmas? I know I am! Mostly for all the food, as hubs and I no longer give each other presents (it's all about our monsters now). But for this post, I'm offering you a few presents - an event exclusive and free short story download, an excerpt, and a recipe for Christmas Cookies that you can also use as decorations. 

For this month's event, I've finally managed to write a Christmas SFR which I'm giving away for the duration of this event - the story will not be available at retailers or after the 19th, so grab it quick! It features my main SFR couple from time travel series Redemption - Keir and Quin - and takes place four months after the events in Keir's Fall (Book Two). So if you haven't read the two current books of the series, prepare for spoilers!

Excerpt:

Keir glanced up from his reading as Quin came back into the main living room. “Is she settled?”

“Finally, but in with Ferron.” Quin flopped onto the soft seating at his side with a lengthy sigh, then leaned into him. “She wouldn’t sleep without him.”

“He is a good child.” Keir laid down his reader to put his arm around Quin and brush a kiss over her forehead.

“He’s very tolerant. I’m not sure I’d have put up with a younger sibling wriggling in my bed and stealing my blankets, but he seems to find it fun. They adore each other.” Quin raised her head as a stronger blast of wind shook the house. “Sounds worse.”

“It is the solstice today. S’rano says that is always the worst, but at least it means we will soon be past it.”

“I hope so.” She snuggled in closer, grateful for Keir’s warm embrace with the storm raging outside. Even with a decent fire burning in the iron-meshed pit at their feet, the thought of the cold winds and icy rain outside sent shivers over her skin. Winter was definitely the time of year to cuddle up under blankets and not think about going out. “Did you have any kind of celebrations in winter?”

“We had the Midwinter Feast at this time of year. Three days of banqueting in the great hall, with storytelling and acrobats and all kinds of entertainers. Dancing.” Keir sighed, and his voice softened. “Friends and family would exchange small tokens. Visitors would come from far and wide to stay no matter how deep the snow, and the poor could come to the palace gate to be gifted a basket of food and a cup of hot spiced wine each day.” He was silent for a long moment, his muscles tensing under her arm. “I was not allowed to join the public gathering even before my exile, though I would watch from the gallery with my mother when she did not have to be present to greet guests.”

“Would you show me?”

“If you wish.”

A great hall filled with the golden light of candles and members of court in their finery filled her head, along with the sound of music and laughter. But around it she sensed the pain he felt at being excluded from the revelry, a young child banished to the edge of it all, cursed to watch from the outside.

“So many candles,” she murmured, trying to divert his memory from that feeling of exile.

“Yes. We would keep at least one burning from the last day of autumn until the first day of spring, in defiance of Kaltana, the winter goddess. Those who could not afford candles would use red, orange and yellow ribbons or rags tied to their clothing or the rafters of their house, or draw the symbol of flames on their buildings.” The image he had shared with her faded as he let it slip away. “What about you?”

“Well, we had Christmas. We’d put up an evergreen tree, or a fake one, and cover it in decorations. Give each other presents.” The words caught in her throat as she remembered. Damn. So many years since she’d even thought about Christmas. She hadn’t even realized how much she’d missed that precious one day of the year when they’d all be together. So long ago.

“Would you show me that?”

“Here.” She focused on the big tree they used to have, deliberately keeping her memories away from the faces of her two long dead sisters. “We used to put it up the first weekend of December–Christmas was held on the 25^th day.”

“Why a tree?”

“Something to do with it being evergreen, when pretty much all other plants have died back for the winter. Symbolizing everlasting life or something. I don’t really know.” ‘Why’ had never really mattered. Only that it was something they did together every year...until they didn’t any more.

“Anything else?” Keir said when she stayed silent.

“Oh, yes.” Her voice came out husky and she tried to clear it before speaking again. “There’d be a special dinner with turkey and stuffing and...mmm...roast potatoes.” Her stomach growled at the memory even though they’d all eaten just an hour ago. “At least, that’s what we did when I was little and my dad was alive. After he’d gone...so did all the fun. And the food.”

The crackling fire and the wind’s dismal moans filled the silence that followed. Quin blinked away the tightness around her eyes. Maybe she shouldn’t have brought up the subject of holidays.

***

Sorry, Keir and Quin's free Christmas story is no longer available to download, but you can still check out the other current stories in the series by clicking on the links below the two book covers.

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And if you'd like something to munch on while you're reading, here's my recipe for those Christmas Cookies I mentioned:

Christmas Star Biscuits (Cookies)

The basic sweet biscuit recipe for this has been in my family since before I was born, but I’ve added a  twist to create the coloured centers. You will need:

4oz. butter
4oz. caster sugar
1 egg, beaten
8oz. plain flour
Boiled sweets/hard coloured candy (I used blue ones for this batch as they were made to celebrate the book anniversary for my blue skinned hero Keir).

Oven temperature: 350°F

Lightly grease three baking trays. Cream the butter and sugar together, add the egg gradually and beat well. Sift the flour and fold into the creamed mixture. Knead lightly and roll out to the required thickness. Cut into shapes with cookie cutters – for mine I used two different sizes of star and kept the middles too, but you could use any shape. Place on the trays and put a boiled sweet in the hole in the middle – you can crush these to make them melt quicker in the oven so the biscuit part doesn’t overcook. Bake toward the top of the oven for 15-20 minutes until pale brown (the sweet should melt and spread out in the center of the biscuit). Allow to cool before removing from the trays to allow the melted sweet to reset. 

You could also make different shapes and use different coloured sweets to vary the design, even using them to make edible Christmas tree decorations if you make a hole in the biscuit before cooking to thread ribbon. You can also flavor the biscuit (because of the sweets I didn’t add any flavoring to these) by using the following:

2 level tsps. grated lemon rind
2 level tsps. mixed spice or cinnamon
2 tsps. Vanilla essence
2oz. dried fruit
2oz. glace cherries, chopped
Grated rind of one orange.

I hope you enjoyed that. If you'd like more, please check out the other authors participating in the event by clicking on any of the links below. In the meantime...

Character Costume Design - Keir

A few months ago I started working on a military/gothic style dress coat ready for a Within Temptation concert (though to this day I still haven't finished it). I'm not a prolific dress maker - I've done a few bits and pieces, but it's a time-consuming business on top of writing, so not something I do a lot. In this case, I had a cheap pattern and a heap of spare fabric from years ago when I had money, and no budget to go clothes shopping. But as I was laying out my yards of black velvet with a mouthful of pins and pieces of paper pattern everywhere, it took me back to the outfits and costumes that I'd dressed my characters in. Some had very specific origins or inspirations, so I thought I could share a few. :)

Quin, as Keir first sees her.

 Quin's style of dress is based on what I'd (like) to wear. Vaguely medieval, sometimes military and occasionally gothic. The velvet dress in this picture is very typical of how I imagine her.

Mia Sara in Legend

Rashel in Blake's 7

Quin's party dress for Metraxi wasn't as revealing as Mia's and more exaggerated than Rashel's, but both were in my mind as I thought it out. Quin isn't a party girl, and even when she goes for something flamboyant, it has a tendency to be black, or colours less likely to draw attention. Although for all Quin's supposed modesty, she's not adverse to a little exhibitionism.

The Leper of St.Giles

Keir's first appearance in the story was partially inspired by an episode of Cadfael - a drama based on the investigations of crime by a medieval monk - called The Leper of St.Giles. The poor wretches, ill, outcast and covering themselves in every scrap and rag they could find, was an image that stuck with me.

A Knight's Tale

However, my later view of Keir is something more along the lines of Sir Ulric in Knight's Tale - still keeping with Keir's medieval heritage. I even sent this picture to my publisher when they asked for my ideas for the book cover. :-P

Princess Aura

Princess Ardala

This pair of feisty alien princesses definitely influenced my saurian Queen T'rill, both in dress and attitude. Princess Aura from Flash Gordon and Princess Ardala from Buck Rogers knew what they wanted and how to get it.

Lastly, the court dress for T'rill's people pays fleeting tribute to one of my top films - The Dark Crystal. The glowing, eerie dress robes of the powerful UrSkek fascinated me.






So where do your outfit ideas come from? How important is an outfit to your character, and to the story they're in?

A female Doctor Who?

I can hear a few people keeling over in horror already, and a few others doing fist pumps and victory dances. With all the recent fevered discussion over who the new Who might be, including calls for someone black, ginger, or female (or maybe all three? C'mon, how awesome might that be?!) and the announcement now scheduled for this coming Sunday, it seems an appropriate thought to muse over. I don't honestly believe it will ever happen. Although I think Joanna Lumley did a sterling performance as a female Doctor for Comic Relief (and imagine the fun as the new Doctor had to come to terms with not only regenerating into a new body but the opposite gender too), I think there'd be too much resistance to the idea. Imagine the possibilities though...



I'd love to see Zoë Wanamaker (Lady Cassandra in DW, Madame Hooch in Harry Potter) or Celia Imrie (Miss Kizlet under the influence of the entity for The Bells of Saint John.) play the role. Although perhaps someone younger would be wanted for the part (aaah, ageism as well as sexism. Well, I'm just judging on the current trend. Sad to say Matt Smith is the first actor to play the Doctor who is actually younger than me. Grrr). Failing that, I'd love to see the Rani (played by Kate O'Mara during the Colin Baker/Sylvester McCoy eras) return. If both the Master and the Doctor could survive the Time War, why shouldn't she have done so? I think the Rani was a very underexploited character, particularly as a villain. After all, Gallifrey has had a female president (just as the UK has had a female Prime minister) and the Doctor had Romana - a Lady of Time - as his companion. If Star Trek can have a female captain (Janeway), why can't we have a female Who?


Perhaps that was part of what drove me to write Keir. I've had numerous reviews on Goodreads drawing comparisons between it and Doctor Who, particularly since the evolution from DW's early days into a more...mature kind of show (I'm a little tired of the often blatant hints of romance between the Doc and his female companions, but I guess I'm old fashioned). While my female protag may have some Whovian similarities (oh, all right, and there is snogging involved - it *is* a scifi romance after all) I didn't set out to deliberately write a female Doctor. She doesn't have a sonic screwdriver, although she's handy with a hypo or a lightwand. She doesn't have a TARDIS, but the ability to cross time and space with a wave of her hand. And in my recent release Gethyon, she isn't adverse to handling weapons either. Quin might be compared more to Sarah-Jane Smith in the Who spin-off - The Sarah-Jayne Adventures - rather than the Doctor himself.

Fan art - Quin and Keir

But I never deliberately intended to write a female version of the Doctor in the first place. I suppose it's inevitable that something of the UK's longest running scifi show would creep into my work. My parents were fans, and I've watched it devotedly (mostly) for as long as I can remember - since Planet of the Spiders, Jon Pertwee's last adventure. When the series was cut in 1987, I cried. Having written three short Doctor Who stories, what would now be considered fanfic (and yes, I had the Doctor regenerate into a girl in those, so I'm biased), I wrote a whole 40K Doctor Who adventure. It starred Sylvester McCoy, and a certain feisty redhaired young woman called Tarquin Secker, as well as a monster called a Shadowshaper. Sound familiar? Oh, yes, that's where Quin started. I even submitted it, and although it wasn't accepted, the feedback convinced me that I had a smidge of writing talent. A friend's dad bound the MS up for me, and I still have it - maybe one day I'll post it online for people to read.

Some twenty tears later, and my poor tortured hero Keir was sitting in a dungeon waiting to die. He needed rescuing, but who was going to do it? That's when Quin came back to me. Keir is NOT Doctor Who fanfic by any means, no more than Quin is actually the Doctor. But I think the comparisons made by some readers are fair, especially considering how Quin made her debut in my head. Keir pays tribute as much to my love of hard scifi by Asimov, Heinlein and Arthur C Clarke, to fantasy by the likes of David Eddings, Ursula Le Guin and Terry Brooks. Perhaps more so to Anne McCaffrey, who so successfully blended creatures of myth and science fiction.

So, I already have my female 'Doctor', and no particular wish to see one on TV. But maybe - just maybe - as old monsters and old Whovian legends like the Metebelis Three crystal, the Valeyard and the Ice Warriors are resurrected, perhaps there might be hope for the Rani?

Now tell me - female Who or another female Timelord like the Doctor? And while we're at it, what are your thoughts on having a male companion at long last?

News, News, and more News...

Last week was unbelievable! And I mean in a good way, before anyone thinks this is going to lead off into one of my rants. Sorry to disappoint anyone there... :-P

So what came first?

On Saturday 11th August we added to our family with three bantam pekins - Scoop (blue), Tails (buff) and Blaze (lavender). Yes, the kids named them. Could you tell?

Tails, Blaze and Scoop

They're settling in nicely, and already happy to take food from our hands. By next week we should be able to let them scratch around in the garden and handle them more. This breed is especially easy to tame and pet, although it will be a few more weeks before we get any eggs.

The second arrival was my first print copy of Keir in time for the story's third anniversary. I've said it before - I love digital and I love my Kindle, but there's still magic in holding a print copy of your book, perhaps especially when it's your first. I have to say a huge thank you to my publisher, Lyrical Press Inc., for deciding to offer it in print. As it's also Keir's third anniversary, I currently have two giveaways running for a paperback edition to celebrate. One is via Goodreads, and you can see the widget for entering to your left in the side bar. This is open until the 17th September. The second is on my blog and is only open until the 29th August - just comment here telling me how you'd most like to celebrate a special occassion and whether you'd like it signed. As a bonus you'll also get a bookmark. Both giveaways are open INTERNATIONALLY. But if you can't wait and want the paperback now, The Book Depository currently has it at a discount and ships worldwide.

The third surprise was something I'd been waiting on and mentioned in my post at the Spacefreighters Lounge last Wednesday. Having received a request for the full manuscript after querying with a partial, my YA scifi novella Gethyon has now been contracted to Champagne Books under their science fiction/fantasy imprint Burst. Woo hoo! Not only has this laid to rest one of my lingering doubts that somehow Keir was a one-off, but I've already had such a warm welcome from the publisher and my new fellow authors that it's blown me away. Champagne was recommended to me by friend, fellow author and SFR Brigader Misa Buckley, who not only has books contracted with Champagne but is also responsible for some of the gorgeous covers on their books. I need to say a huge thank you to her for pointing me in their direction.
BTW, this isn't the official cover to Gethyon but something I mocked up when considering self-publishing it. I will, of course, do a formal cover reveal when I have it, and currently Gethyon has a projected publication date of June 2013.

But that still isn't all. Oh, no. I received my first piece of FAN ART! Well, a piece of artwork that my wonderful friend John Robson commissioned, based on his interpretation of the opening scene in Keir and the talents of artist Jonathan Moore. Not only is it a beautiful piece of art that really captures the essence of that scene, but I'm overwhelmed by the thought of someone taking the time to do this, and fascinated to see how my descriptions are being seen. This is one of the biggest compliments I've been paid as a writer.

I have to say I'm especially pleased with the depiction of Quin. With Keir being on the official book cover, I felt she was missing out a little. :-P

In the meantime, my book trailer for Keir is up on the You Gotta Read site and I'd really appreciate some votes! Thursday I'm off to see Essens:1 perform live at the Edinburgh Fringe, and will finally get to meet Ian Peaston - eclectic violinist, scifi author, and someone who helped to inspire me on the road to publication. It's been three years since we met on Facebook, but this will be our first meeting for 'real'. And my first time on a plane in 15 years. And on my own. Eeek!

So while I'm flying high, shedding tears of happiness, and bouncing off the walls with excitment, do you think I have time for anything else? Of course not. But that doesn't mean I don't have anything to do. I'm still on target for finishing my campnanowrimo project, even though for the last couple of days I don't really know how I've come up with the daily word count needed. Reading some of it back this morning, I found myself thinking that perhaps it doesn't suck as much as I thought, but there's a long way to go yet. When Dark Falls, even if I complete the 50K for nanowrimo, will definitely be on the project list for next year. My projects for the rest of this year are:

1.Continuing to promote Keir.
2.Editing, and preparing the promotion for Gethyon.
3.Keeping the monthly Amazon tag parties going on the SFR Brigade blog.
4.Finishing the edits on Keir's sequel and submitting asap.
5.Preparing Tethered for submission.

Those are pretty major goals for the last four months, but all necessary. Of course that's not all I'll be doing. One thing I've learned about being published is once you start rolling, you can't stop. Onward!

SFR Brigade Midsummer Blog Hop - Circle Power

I LOVE stone circles. Probably the most famous one in the UK is Stonehenge, but I prefer Avebury. Here, an entire stone circle surrounds the village. There's something so silently powerful about them. The massive  effort that must have gone into creating them at a time when 'man-power' was the only way to get anything done is impressive in itself. How driven the creators must have been. No one can say for sure exactly what these places were used for, but the sheer scale and the placing of them means they clearly had great significance to the people of the time. And with many of them, certain stones mark special astronomical events - like the summer and winters solstices - which were probably seen as important mystical happenings in the Neolithic calendar.

I've always been fascinated by the myths that surround them, but particularly the one that suggests they are magical gateways to another dimension. Even fairy rings - a natural circle of toadstools - are believed to have the same power. So perhaps it isn't surprising that I used this as the seed to grow my stories from. The book that gave birth to Keir was originally a Doctor Who story I wrote two decades ago, where my main female character Quin encounters an alien in a stone circle that has travelled to her world via a temporal gateway. Quin herself is thrown back through the gateway, to wake on another world, in another time, with most of her memory missing. Bewildered by the strange people who look human but speak telepathically - and are red haired and green eyed, traits associated with the fae. She wonders if she's entered the fairy realm...only to learn that these are a far future society of humans who owe their origins to her.

By the time she meets Keir, travelling through temporal portals to other times and places has become a stroll in the park...albiet not always a reliable one. But she still uses a circle. On her hidden base on Lyagnius, she has a gateway room - a circular room with a powerful psi energy source beneath it that she uses to twist time and space for her pathways. Without these, she has no ability to travel - a weakness that leaves them both stranded on another world further into the story. But to find out how they get back, you'll have to read the book. :-P

Blurb:

Outcast. Cursed. Dying. Is Keir beyond redemption?

For Keirlan de Corizi--the legendary 'Blue Demon' of Adalucien--death seems the only escape from a world where his discolored skin marks him as an oddity and condemns him to life as a pariah. But salvation comes in an unexpected guise: Tarquin Secker, a young woman who can travel the stars with a wave of her hand.

But Quin has secrets of her own. She's spent eternity searching through space and time with a strange band of companions at her back. Defying her friends' counsel, Quin risks her apparent immortality to save Keir. She offers him sanctuary and a new life on her home world, Lyagnius.

When Keir mistakenly unleashes his dormant alien powers and earns instant exile from Quin's home world, will she risk everything to stand by him again?

I have a $15 Amazon Gift Card to give away to one lucky person who leaves their contact details in the comments below, and tells me their favourite magical place. And don't forget, there's TWO grand prizes!

1st Prize – a Kindle Touch or Nook Touch
2nd Prize - a library of science fiction romance titles from over 20 authors (these will be mostly ebooks with one print anthology), and an Anabanana Gift Card.

All you need to do to enter is pop along to the blogs listed below and comment on as many as you want (only ONE comment per site will count as an entry). Each time you comment at a stop, you’ll earn one entry into the grand prize – so the more sites you visit, the greater your chances of snagging the top prizes. The winners will be drawn at random on the 24th June and announced on the SFR Brigade site here. The list of participating authors can be found below this post. Spread the news and keep hopping!

Six Sentence Sunday #53

 Hello! *waves* Welcome to another #sixsunday snippet. A huge thank you to everyone who stops by and comments - it's much appreciated. Tomorrow Keir releases on the Lyrical Press website - but it's already up on Amazon right now! So here's another six to tempt you. Having failed to win Keir's trust, Quin moves on and takes in their surroundings, although the scenery leaves a lot to be desired...

Standing up, she moved farther down the passageway, the walls of which were lined with a number of archways akin to the one in which he hid. Again, a fragment of curiosity drew him forward to watch as she assessed their surroundings. The chamber’s original purpose was storage– though the door could be locked and barred, it had never been intended as a dungeon. A gutter ran down the center of the passageway, trickling dirty water from elsewhere in the fortress. At the far end, a heavy iron grid set into the wall sealed off the human-sized archway, beneath which the gutter ran before widening into a deeper channel for waste. Slow-moving, foul-smelling liquid filled the trench, with no indication of how deep it was or how far it ran.

© 2009-2012 Copyright Philippa J. Green All Rights Reserved

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Keir Book Tour - Day Five

There's an unscheduled stop on the tour today as I visit The Masquerade Crew here who were kind enough to host me at short notice. Comment for your chance to win a $10 Amazon gift card. And you can also read a snippet of their 4 star review for Keir. :)

Six Sentence Sunday #51

Hello, welcome to another #sixsunday. Thanks so much to those who stop by and comment each week. :)

I'm continuing with Keir this week, and Quin is still trying to coax some answers...

“Did you kill someone?”

“They caught me stealing food.”

“Just a thief, then.”

The accusation, however true, stirred his resentment. “What choice is there when you are penniless and starving?”

“True enough, but you did just threaten to kill me...”

© 2009-2012 Copyright Philippa J. Green All Rights Reserved

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Addicted to BuddyPoke

If you haven't heard about these, then I'm just going to look completely crazy. Hmmm, maybe rephrase that - crazier? BuddyPoke is an app on Facebook for creating the cutest little avatars/cartoon characters EVER! I'm afraid to say I've been having far too much fun playing with them. In some respects I'm not very artistic - I certainly can't draw my own characters, not to the degree I'd like to. So this has given me the opportunity to bring them partially to life.

So, meet Keir ...

...and Quin

Or at least close approximation of them. Sadly you can only have one per Facebook profile (yes, I have two. I write under a pseudonym, so one account is for family and close friends, and the other for all the awesome writer peeps I know). But what I didn't know at first is that they can interact!

So here are my two MCs admiring the stars

and, well, let's just say it's not all watching the stars...

This is Tyree, a Su assassin and my latest creation, the MC from Tethered.

And Gethyon from my scifi novella of the same name.

Have you ever used an app to bring your characters to life? Are you more artistically gifted than me and sketch them out? Or do you just find images that come a close second to what you can see in your head?

Six Sentence Sunday #46

Hello! Welcome back to another #sixsunday post. As always, thanks to all who visit and comment, it's much appreciated.
Still continuing with my sfr Keir this week. Despite her friendly overtures, Quin doesn't seem to making much progress with her fellow prisoner...

The words escaped him before he could call them back. “I am Keir.”
As if she had mistaken their exchange of names for permission, she crouched before him and held up her empty hand, palm outward.
Keir shied away as she reached out to him. Fear and anger gave him strength and he knocked her backward. “Do not touch me!”

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Six Sentence Sunday #45

 Hello, welcome to another #sixsunday post. My sfr novel Keir has finally gone to galley, so I'm sharing the next six sentences. Despite Keir's threat to kill his new fellow prisoner, Quin is determined to be friends...

“You don’t look very dangerous.” She held her torch like a sword as she drew closer. “You look sick.”

He kept his arm raised as if to ward her off, though he shook with the effort of it.

“My name’s Tarquin Secker,” she offered. “But my friends call me Quin.”

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