1. You aren’t supposed to fire people by text message, but she really wasn’t sure what she’d expected.
2. Venom drips from the dragon’s fangs as it yawns, decorating the boulder with splashes of gold. Its mouth stretches wide enough to swallow even the largest of the pack beasts in a single bite. All they can do is wait and hope it falls back asleep.
3. The war is an ever-present context in a way he’d forgotten from his childhood. It shows every conversation, every breath.
4. The seasonal migration of the tribal bands is marked by crops, planted months and sometimes years ahead of time. For as long as she can remember food has always been there to welcome them home, until today.
5. “You won’t forget me”, he said dismissively, “don’t bother trying.”
1. The stars take our best and brightest and grind them to dust.
2. “The best stories start with ‘if only,'” she said, carefully unwinding the yarn. “Always trade for those, if you can. Never barter for what did happen, at best those tales are just old news and at worse are full of lies.”
3. You can buy anything in the bazaar. Nothing is illegal in these winding streets, but in a very carefully controlled way, so as not to offend.
4. Distance weapons are dishonorable, inherently evil in their very nature and she shivers as she touches the bow.
5. Wavelengths aren’t quite the same here and colors are flatly muted, some shades missing altogether. It hasn’t seemed to bother the plants, but the resulting off-color jungle makes for a surreal landscape.
Back in 2004 a very rowdy shepherd mix puppy made her way into our lives and on Saturday she quietly left us again.
You never know quite what you are going to get when you bring home a pound puppy, but we won the SPCA lotto with Ginger. She might have been a lovable bundle of puppy stupid, but Ginger quickly convinced us that she wasn’t just a dog– she was people.
She was a Dog Who Knew Things, you see. She knew when it was Time For Bed and when it was Time For Dinner and that you always (always!) had to bring your stuffed animal to the back door when you wanted to go out. She knew that she could lick near your face, but not on it; that back doors were open season, but she couldn’t go out the front door without a leash; and she knew when we left for work and when we got home… but most of all she knew she was a People.
A friend of mind built a DIY forge to melt aluminum cans and play with casting things. They didn’t mind if I played along… but to cast aluminum you need sand and plaster molds. Thankfully that’s something right up my alley!
Or at least in the same neighborhood. 😉
Previously I’ve made plaster positive casts from 100% Silicone Caulk molds, but these would need to be negative casts, so I decided it was time to play with lost wax casting.