[Story] Fairsong Academy – Terellion’s Journal

Hethurin wanted to tell me about the date my mother went on. I keep trying to convince myself it wasn’t, but he thinks it was. I said he should have just refused to make the portal, but he thought Isturon would make a fuss and then just go ask Raleth or someone else. He might be right. I just don’t understand how she could want to go on a date with someone else. Didn’t she love my father? I am certain she did, so how could she forget about him so quickly? Hethurin said it’s because she’s lonely, but she has me, and my sisters. If Hethurin died, I am sure I wouldn’t want to look for anyone else, but then he said he’d want me to. I don’t know what to think about that. I kind of sounded like I agreed, but I don’t, and if he’s gone he won’t be here to know anyway. Then he said he wouldn’t find anyone else, so I don’t know why he thinks it would be okay for me. Hopefully I’ll never have to fnd out though. We can be old and go on dates in the city too, but that’s okay because we already knew each other.

Hethurin said it would be okay if it was a different woman. I still think he ought to try that secretary again, but Hethurin thinks she wouldn’t be interested. There have to be some other women around, like maybe Lilithel. He suggested my mother could meet Keyalenn’s father, I forgot about him. That’s a good suggestion, he’d probably like someone to talk to, except I hope he doesn’t just talk about hawkstrider racing the whole time.

And he’s also wanting to adopt another child. I told him I thought we should wait a while until they’re a bit older — we still have two babies. His answer to that is that we could adopt an older child, someone who would otherwise get passed over. I think it might be really strange to adopt someone who is thirty years old or something. I did come up with an idea I think he liked, though. I suggested we could sponsor one, they could come live here at the school and have their own room, and attend classes for free. That way they’d get an education, and be surrounded by friendly people. It’s not quite the same as adoption, but I honestly think it would be a really nice thing to do. Plus, once they decide to move on, we could have another one. Hethurin is going to have some rooms added on soon, once the builders start working.

I haven’t decided yet what kind of cake I want for the spring ball. Obviously it will have flowers on it, with the greenhouse I might be able to use actual sugared petals this year, I will have to talk to Sorelle and see if she can save some for me. I wonder if I could make a cake filling with violets? They don’t really have much flavor on their own. Maybe I should just stick with the strawberry. It’s also going to be time to let Shelly and her babies out into the garden. I’m afraid Malwen is going to cry when they leave. But maybe we can get her a different animal instead, like a real pet.


[Story] Fairsong Academy – Terellion’s Journal

Last night the pool boy showed up on our doorstep. He’s just about the last person I ever wanted to see again. I thought he might be here to spy on Hethurin, so I had him wait in the sitting room until we talked about it. The pool boy said that he had come to get a note saying that Hethurin forgave him, and he wasn’t to return until he had one. He claims that he was the one who put something in Hethurin’s tea and left him in the dirty inn with a healer who didn’t know what he was doing. While that might be true, I think it’s more likely that Verisna did something, and now that she’s caught, she is making someone else take the blame for it. Since when has she ever worried about her relationship with Hethurin? Especially if she thinks our kids aren’t even real grandchildren. I just feel like she’s up to something. I told Hethurin that maybe he’s here to spy on us, but he didn’t seem worried. He said we don’t have anything to hide. That’s true, but that doesn’t mean I want someone reporting back everything I say or do, either. Hethurin pointed out that we could keep him as long as we wanted, although I don’t actually want him to stay here. I had the idea of having him help Lilithel in the stable, that way he’d have to shovel hawkstrider poop, and she’d have more time to spend with her baby. Maybe she and Tik could even work something out.

Hethurin said he could stay in the builders’ house with Ithorel and Ethirdir. There’s a spare room there, though there are plenty in the students’ building. This way I suppose he could help with building too, in the spring. Provided he knows how to use a hammer, that is, but I guess it can’t be that difficult. Nothing we said seemed to upset the pool boy at all, and he insisted he wanted to do this to go back to Verisna. I don’t understand how he doesn’t see how evil she is, and how she’s using him. It’s not impossible that he really loves her, I guess, but it just seems unlikely to me. He’s younger than I am! I also don’t really know if I like the idea of keeping him here and making him do terrible things. We’re not like that. I guess it’s true that he could leave whenever he wanted — we aren’t the one making him do this, she is. And he could always refuse. I still have a bad feeling about all of it. I let him have some cake and told him about the ball. At first Hethurin didn’t want to allow him, but I thought maybe he’d see how much better our parties are and he could report back to Verisna. And we always have plenty of food.

Tomorrow I’m going to bake some test versions of the party cake for Hethurin to try. It’s going to have white layers with chocolate and manaberry jam for filling. I’ve also been practicing making sugar swans to put on the top. I was worried for a minute because Hethurin said he didn’t like swans, but I think he was actually confusing them with geese. It would have been bad to change the theme just a few days before the ball! I’m also going to bake some of those little candies inside with messages in them, so everyone should get one in their piece. I think that will be fun. I have to make sure Hethurin gets a good one.

[Story] Fairsong Academy – Terellion’s Journal

I knew going to see his mother was a bad idea. I told him it was! And he still insisted on going. Thankfully at least he agreed that I could go with, otherwise who knows what could have happened to him. Hethurin could have been stuck in that inn for days, or worse. His mother claims she doesn’t know very much magic, but I don’t believe her. She knew enough to silence him before, who’s to say she can’t do something else? I waited outside on the walkway while he went inside. When I didn’t hear anything for a while, I tried to look inside, but it was too dark to see anything. That’s when I went to find a guard. I am not sure if he believed me, but I told him I was worried that his mother might have done something to him. He definitely didn’t believe me when we arrived, and Hethurin was nowhere in sight. She managed to talk the guard into leaving, but I saw Hethurin go in there. I knew he was inside somewhere. He’d warned me not to go into her house, but what else was I supposed to do? I thought about going home to get Tik, but I thought it might take too long, and I wasn’t going to leave him there with her.

His mother acted like nothing was wrong. She calmly sat down and tried to give me tea. I didn’t drink it, who knows what was in it, but I pretended to. She told me that Hethurin had fainted, and they’d taken him to a healer. I know that’s nonsense, if he was feeling ill I would have noticed it earlier. Hethurin was perfectly fine this morning, and until he went into his mother’s house. I wanted to go see the healer, but she said she didn’t know which one it was. Convenient. So I tried to be patient and wait for him even though I was imagining a hundred horrible things happening to him. I checked under the tables and chairs when she went out of the room to see if she’d turned him into a frog. I just don’t trust that woman, I think she says things just to hurt people. Like she said our children aren’t really her grandkids because they’re not related. What a witch. I said there’s more to being a good parent than just giving birth. That’s fine, I don’t think I want her around them anyway. She also said a lot of things about Isturon, about how he always lies and tricks people, she also said he was seeing that other woman while they were still married. I don’t know if it’s true. She might just be saying it to try and cause trouble — but if she is telling the truth then I think my mother ought to know. I know she’s going to say I’m just gossiping but I don’t want her being with someone who is going to hurt her. I didn’t tell Hethurin’s mother who the woman was, I thought that would be a bad idea. She’d probably say mean things about my mother and then who knows what would have happened.

Finally her pool boy returned and she yelled at him for being an idiot. She said she doesn’t actually love him, but she married him anyway. I don’t understand that. She said it’s because he doesn’t lie. Hethurin doesn’t lie either, and I love him, I don’t think it’s that difficult to find both. He took me to the inn where Hethurin was, it was awkward. He’s younger than me, Hethurin said. As soon as I went into the room, the pool boy took off. He was acting nervous. Hethurin was still sleeping, and still confused. I don’t think he just fainted, I’m sure she did something, but he couldn’t remember what. For a while I was afraid he wouldn’t wake up and I thought I would cry, but then I held his hand and he woke up a little. Since he was too weak to make a portal home, I went and found a mage who sent us to Tranquillien. From there I went back to the school and convinced Renner to come and carry Hethurin back. I had to promise him his own cake, but that’s easy enough. Everyone was really worried because we were late, especially Malwen. She was sure that we were never coming back. I think seeing Renner distracted her a little, and now she wants to look for dragons whenever we are outside. I’m just glad Hethurin is safe at home, I’m keeping a close eye on him to make sure nothing else is wrong. Next time he wants to go somewhere alone, I’m not letting him.

[Story] The Ghostclaw – Faeris’s Journal

I can’t believe I forgot to write in here! With everything going on I was too busy I guess, but I need to because some really important things happened. The first of course is that I gave Julan his ring. I’d thought about waiting until maybe the goblin holiday, or closer to our anniversary, but the winter ball is always so nice that I thought it would be a good time too. Besides, I’m not sure if I could have hid the ring from him for that long, and if he found it on his own he wouldn’t have been so surprised. I made sure to get a really nice one, but at the same time one that was fancy enough that he’d want to show off, because I know that he would. He’s been wearing it all the time, even on patrol, and just casually posing his hand in places so people will notice. It’s pretty funny, but I’m glad he likes it. I talked to my parents about it first, just so they wouldn’t freak out or anything. In the past maybe I would have asked, but I told them it was going to happen. My mother asked if I was sure and my father said I didn’t have to rush anything. I know they’re probably not all that excited about it, and it’s true I’m not that old, but we don’t have to have it right away. And I’m definitely sure, I’ve never cared for anyone the way I do for Julan, and he is so funny and makes every day interesting. I can’t see that changing. I know he sometimes gets a little carried away with the flirting, but as long as it’s just flirting and he’s honest about it, then it’s fine. I know I’m probably kind of boring compared to some of the people he knows, especially now that I’m a ranger. I enjoy it a lot, but every day is pretty similar. I guess it was before in Silvermoon too, except I would go to parties instead of patrol. I think this is better. Besides, this way they won’t even be tempted to try to match me up with some girl. My mother probably will still look for one as a back-up plan, but she’s going to be waiting a long time. I’m sure some people are okay with it, but I think it’s much better to find someone on your own, and I did!

I was really afraid he wasn’t going to say yes at first, just because he took so long to answer. But, I think that’s because  he was surprised, at least that’s what I hope. I mean, I don’t want him to say yes if he doesn’t really mean it, as much as that would hurt. He also wore this pretty skimpy outfit to the ball, and I was a little worried that someone might notice and ask us to leave before I got a chance to ask him. I wanted to stay for the food and dancing, too, because the school always has the best food. Thankfully, I think everyone was more focused on their own thing — oh and there was a lot of mistletoe hung up too. Like, everywhere I looked I could see some, I don’t know whose idea that was. I’d be tempted to say it was Julan’s, except I know he was patrolling the few days before the ball. I helped Julan put the ring on and thankfully it fit! I’d taken some string and measured it for his finger before I went to the shop, that was tricky to do while he was sleeping. He went around to show everyone, I did talk to the captain about it before too, he was the only one who knew besides my parents. I wanted to make sure that it was okay, I don’t know why it wouldn’t be, but I just wanted to be certain. We haven’t decided on any plans just yet, I think Julan is still getting used to the idea. But I want to see if Orledin can make some of those cupcakes like he did before.

The other weird thing is we have a new ranger from Shattrath. He’s a draenei, so he’s really huge and spiky. Julan keeps asking if all of him is huge and spiky, but either he doesn’t understand or he is pretending not to. I mean, he probably shouldn’t ask that, but I admit I’m curious too. He also keeps trying to touch his tail, whenever the new guy sits on a chair or couch there’s nowhere for his tail to go, so it just kind of hangs there. I don’t know if he can pick up things with it or anything like that, Julan dares me to try to touch it but I don’t think it’s a good idea. He also has hooves, I am pretty sure he could stomp someone to death with those, so I don’t think we should make him mad. I am not even really sure how to tell if he’s mad or not, because he always looks mad. Right now he goes on the night patrol with Salenicus and Sorrowmoss, so I don’t see him that often.

Anyway that’s all I wanted to write about. I’m really glad Julan said yes!

[Story] Fairsong Academy – Terellion’s Journal

We’ve barely taken down the decorations from the winter ball, and we have to begin planning for the goblin one. Personally, I don’t really know if it’s a good idea to have a ball just for a made-up goblin holiday, but Hethurin insists. I guess I don’t mind too much, because the colors are nice, but it’s just so close after the winter one that we hardly have time to get everything done. I told Hethurin that I wasn’t going to make miniature goblins for the cake, so he suggested swans. Apparently swans are supposed to be a symbol for love, I haven’t ever heard that, but at least they’re not goblins. It’ll give me a chance to practice making icing roses, too. Manaberry is a bit too purple, so we’ll have a lot of strawberry I think. Tik will have to go get some from the city, because ours haven’t grown big enough yet, it’s the first year so I think maybe they need more time. I’m also a little worried about having a love holiday ball, given what’s going on with my mother. I don’t think she needs any more encouragement, it’s bad enough that my sisters are interfering. Hethurin is worried that his sisters might too, I admit it’s a possibility. Hopefully he can warn Lani and she can cure him or whatever.

He said that Hethurin was acting like his mother. That’s an awful thing to say, and not true at all. Hethurin was planning to go talk to her, to see what she thinks about all of this. Personally, I think it’s a bad idea. The last time he went to see her about something serious, he wound up silenced on a hawkstrider farm. Hethurin insists that won’t happen again, but I still think I should go with him. She can’t silence me, and I could bring my sword to make sure he’s safe. Maybe I could follow him and hide outside? But I don’t know how I’d tell if there was trouble. I’m worried she might do something to my mother, too. Even though she insists it’s nothing, dancing isn’t nothing, and Hethurin’s mother might think it’s something too. She is married to someone else, but no one ever said she was rational.

I guess I wouldn’t mind so much if it was just some regular guy that I didn’t already know. It’s just weird being someone who’s already in my family, kind of. Of all the people around here, she had to pick him? She says I’m over-reacting and I shouldn’t be so dramatic. Well, she’s the one doing crazy stuff. I’m also worried about what Hethurin said, that Isturon might get Vaildor to paint a picture of her. I mean, a normal painting would be fine, but Hethurin said he’s done some that have boobs. That’s totally inappropriate! I don’t think a kid should be painting that stuff.

Hethurin wants to go on another trip soon, just us and not the kids. It would have to be a time portal, otherwise we’d be gone too long and worry about them the whole time. Though I do think they’d really enjoy going on a time portal trip to another timeline, I guess it could cause problems. Maybe in the summer we can go on an ordinary trip with them. Just the two of us could be nice though, especially if we go somewhere warm. I could use some warm now, it’s frosty every morning!

[Story] Winter Veil Postcards 2017

[[ I know it’s Thursday but I’m still doing Winter Veil stories instead! ]]

Terellion carried the brightly wrapped packages as they made their way through the Silvermoon market. Ordinarily he would have held Malwen’s hand, but his were both full — and hers were both sticky from the candy cane she was happily eating. He was sure to keep an extra close eye on her as they made their way among the stalls and crowds. They’d already bought some gifts for the students — lavish hawkstrider feather quills and inkwells — and some blankets and clothes for Galandil as well as Tik’s baby. Malwen had insisted that Narise get a doll of her own, and they’d settled on a soft cloth one with button eyes, in addition to a cuddly toy lynx. Terellion was sure that Narise already had one at home, but Malwen said that this one could be a big sister to the other, and watch after her. It was impossible to argue with that.

He set the packages down on one of the chairs and helped Malwen into hers. A morning of shopping and looking around built up quite an appetite. “We still need a gift for Arcan’da,” said Terellion, looking over the menu. “What do you think we should get for him?”

She was old enough now that Terellion thought she might be able to keep a gift a surprise, but even if not, Hethurin would like anything she picked out, even if it was strange. “Snails?” she suggested, over her sandwich.

The last thing that Terellion wanted were more snails in the house. Shelley and her enormous brood grew larger by the day, and they’d be indoors until the weather warmed in the spring. Even then, he wasn’t sure Malwen would be so willing to let them all go. “Um, well he already has Mittens,” he pointed out. “He might be jealous of another pet.”

“Oh,” Malwen said. “What about a dragon then?”

“A real dragon?”

Malwen giggled. “No, don’t be silly! Like a — statue dragon.”

Hethurin already had the enormous bronze dragon that stood at the entrance of the school grounds, but Terellion knew of a shop that sold small statues suitable for a shelf or desk. After he’d ensured that Malwen’s fingers were clean, they went in to look around.

“I like this one,” Malwen gasped, going immediately to a dragon cast in metal. Its pose was rearing up, a translucent orb of either glass or carved stone was set between its front paws. The orb had been enchanted to glow with a faint light, giving the statue a more lively appearance. “He could put it on his desk, because he’s a teacher.”

Terellion wasn’t sure if he’d really like it, but neither did he have any ideas for a present. He paid and added the very heavy package to the stack that he was carrying.

“What do you want for Winter Veil?” Terellion asked, once they’d left the store and stood in the square again.

He expected that Malwen would say dolls, or something for the snails, but she hesitated. “Well…”

Terellion looked at her curiously.

“It might cost a lot.”

“You can still tell me,” Terellion said. “It might not be that much.” Besides, they’d not even spent all the gold that Hethurin had sent them with, and if there was one thing he didn’t mind, it was buying gifts — especially for the children.

“The kids in the orphanage, I don’t think they’re going to get any presents,” said Malwen. “Could we take some to them? I know they’d really, really like some presents.”

Terellion set his boxes down and gave Malwen a hug. “Of course we can. That’s a wonderful idea. I need your help picking things out though.”


He knew Hethurin would want to go along as well, not to mention he’d need the help moving that many gifts at once. They could go when Hethurin came to make their return portal, and he could already imagine how excited he would be — maybe even more so than the orphans.

[Story] Fairsong Academy – Terellion’s Journal

It’s getting a little colder around the school, Malwen is helping me to get the shrubs covered before it freezes. Of course, she also wanted to cut some branches for Shelly and her children to climb on. There are so many of them, that I guess they do need some extra room to climb around. Do snails even climb? I guess they must, it’ll make the tank look more interesting at any rate. We also had to take down all the decorations from the fall ball, before long we’ll need to start making them for the winter ball. I think that one’s my favorite, I love the evergreen branches and sugar snowflakes and everything. We piled all of the gourds and leaves into the wheelbarrow and took them out to the forest. There we left them for the animals to eat, I let Malwen keep one of the tiny gourds to put into Shelly’s tank too. I know for a fact that they like squash because she gave them some from her dinner not too long ago. Hethurin said I should have made her eat it, but I know that he didn’t eat his, so I can look the other way once in a while. Squash was never my favorite either.

The workers are trying to get Isturon’s house done before the winter. I hope they do, so he’ll have his own place to go and won’t be in the school so much. I mean, it’s not that I don’t like him. He’s okay, at least he doesn’t think I’m trying to steal Hethurin’s money anymore. But I don’t like that he’s showing his clavicle so much. I think it’s not proper for someone of his age. The other night he was wearing pants and a shirt that was unlaced way too far. He said it’s the newest fashion, maybe it is, I don’t keep up with things like that. I know Hethurin wears pants sometimes, but usually it’s just when he wants me to notice his butt. Isturon better not be wanting people to notice his butt. Especially certain people, like my mother. Hethurin was convinced that something was going on, so I had a little talk with Isturon. I told him that he should look in the city for someone, like maybe when he was there getting lunch or shopping or something. I still think he’s too old, but he said he was seeing someone before he left for the islands. He was convinced she wouldn’t take him back, but I think he’s just not trying hard enough. I haven’t asked my mother about it, first of all because it would be too weird, and second because she’d just say I’m letting my imagination get away from me. It wasn’t my idea, it’s terrible and I don’t want to think about it. Besides, my father hasn’t been gone long enough for her to be looking for someone else. I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t like it if she went around kissing other guys.

I guess Isturon also wanted to talk to Hethurin about what happened before I came here, when he was silenced at the ranch. I guess that’s why he made him come move branches off his lot instead of me and Tik, because that’s something we should be doing. Hethurin was really upset about it, I wish I could make him feel better, but there’s really nothing you can say to make up for your family betraying you. I guess it’s good that he’s still talking to his father, but he should never have gone along with it in the first place. Hopefully he’s trying to make amends. I wish I would have known so I could have helped him, or at least tried. None of his friends or family even did, well I think Xyliah’s husband did but not for a while. I would have gone there right away and figured out a plan to rescue him, just like in the books. Hethurin mentioned making one of the time portals, but I know it would make Renner upset, and he says it wouldn’t work anyway because I still wouldn’t know him. But I would if I traveled to a different time, right? I guess it’s better not to mess around with time portals. They made a big mess last time.