Fire Opal 14+Brush

[leia_solo]

Name: Destiny
Story: The Mondian Chronicles
Title: The Hydromancer
Timeline: Early 1120 AW
Colors: Fire Opal 14: Want it so bad, I can taste it
Supplies and Styles: Brush (hydromancy)
Word Count: 214
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Notes: Anna is about four months along with her first child when this takes place.

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Alice Blue #23, Metallic Gold #10, Orange #8

[kay_brooke]

Name: kay_brooke
Story: The Myrrosta
Colors: Alice Blue #23 (it would be so nice if something made sense for a change), Metallic Gold #10 (role), Orange #8 (who loves orange soda), Styles/Supplies: None
Word Count: 835
Rating/Warnings: PG-13; no standard warnings apply
Summary: Merrus just wanted to sleep in.
Notes: Just a silly little Merrus & Atro piece. Constructive criticism is welcome, either through comments or PM.

( Merrus was rudely awakened by someone knocking on his door )

Dove Grey 17; Sulphur 16; Fire Opal 13

[auguris]

Name: auguris
'verse: Ghost Sight
Story: Broker of Death I
Colors: Dove Grey 17: It was a fine cry - loud and long - but it had no bottom and it had no top, just circles and circles of sorrow.; Sulphur 16: Fire; Fire Opal 13: It consumed...
Word Count: 359
Rating: PG
Warnings: None that I can think of.
Notes: This is the first in a series in which I figure out who Broker is and what makes him tick. He's 15 in this and not actually Broker yet.

His own coughing woke him. The air was thick and dark and unbreathable; it crawled into his lungs and burned his throat and gave him nothing, forcing his body to cough it out and breath it back in and cough it back out.

( He rolled off his bed, hands scrabbling at his throat. )

Bone Black 18; Dove Grey 9; Fire Opal 10

[auguris]

Name: auguris
'verse: Ghost Sight
Story: Broker of Death II
Colors: Bone Black 18: Ash; Dove Grey 9: And I would ask, who were you?; Fire Opal 10: Fury
Supplies and Styles: Pastels: Under Pressure
Word Count: 1146
Rating: R
Warnings: Dealing with death; swearing.
Notes: The aftermath of the fire.

"I don't want to."

The burnt-out skeleton of his home loomed overhead. Ash stirred up around his feet with each step, coating his shoes and the ends of his pant legs. It had the smell of a recently put-out campfire; no longer toxic, not longer overbearing. He stood at what had been the entrance to the house, Master Vider at his side.

( 'You must.' )

White Opal #19, Heart Gold #22, Eisenhower Green #23

[shadowsong26]

Story: Coming Forward
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: White Opal #19. When I was young I wanted to be..., Heart Gold #22. It is better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all. - Samuel Butler, Eisenhower Green #23. that's an awfully specific thing to hate
Supplies and Materials: eraser (Confessions AU), pastels (my current gen+romance card O5 "home"), feathers, glitter (Make a list of people who have made the biggest impression on you. Bonus: What did they do to make that impression? Was it positive or negative in the affect it had on you?), glue ("At other times you might choose to remain quiet...but now you're ready to fight to maintain your boundaries."), novelty beads ("I used to think...")
Word Count: 818
Rating: R
Characters: Mel Artwick, Pem Artwick
Warnings: References to and descriptions of murder with mutilation, blaming oneself for someone else's crimes
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. This takes place in an alternate 980 FY.



( The last three weeks on the Eagle had been more than difficult for Mel. )