“What are they?”
My gaze follows the direction he points his spear.
“They are the Guardians of the Pass.”
“What do they guard?”
“The Pass.”
He grunts and steps closer to the edge of the lake. I sink further under the cool water to hide my nudity, which earns me an assessing stare.
“Girl-child has nothing to hide from a Tzwaeni. We honor our girl-childs.”
Honor must have a different meaning to them, as I am positive that they raped the miller’s wife not long after they decapitated her husband.
I think that this update has been a long time coming and frankly I’ve put it off enough, so here it goes. The release of book three has been pushed back until late April. I know, blah, but it isn’t without valid reasons that it is being pushed back. I decided at the end of lastContinueContinue reading “Setbacks, updates, and other fun author stuff”
Writing my blog on my DomCon experience opened my eyes to something I kind of neglected to think about. Or rather I didn’t bother to think about. What now? My interest in BDSM isn’t going to slide into the background. It’s simply part of my multi-faceted reality. I’m a lot of things: author, grateful (andContinueContinue reading “Identity crisis”
Let me first preface this by saying that nothing I’m saying is meant as a judgment to those who live any of the lifestyles that I came across this weekend. Observations only. Most of my experiences were not really the shock to my system that I expected, but that may be because I attended expectingContinueContinue reading “Lifestyles of the Kinky & Free”
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