Wasabi #1; Dogwood Rose #9
Jan. 10th, 2014 02:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Name: Katje
Title: The Gardens of Lihin Manor
Story: The Third Age.
Colors: Wasabi #1 (Words are only painted fire; a look is the fire itself); Dogwood Rose #9 (lavender: enchantment)
Supplies and Styles: Stain (Daily deep quote: "Lose your mind and come to your senses.” - Frederick S. Perls)
Word Count: 4,684
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Internalized self-hatred re: disability; somewhat explicit content: foreplay, light kink
Summary: A lady's walk in the garden turns into a lovely interlude with her fiance.
Notes: Some terminology help: male spouses are wives, female ones are husbands; standard week is a tredicem, or 13 days; peplos is standard wear for female nobility; fustanella is pleated skirt, standard men's wear. This story takes place within my series The Third Age, between books 1 and 2; there are spoilers for Bellica.
Mods, may I please have a color tag for Wasabi, a story tag for The Third Age, and an author tag (Katje is good)? Many thank yous (and cookies)!
Title: The Gardens of Lihin Manor
Story: The Third Age.
Colors: Wasabi #1 (Words are only painted fire; a look is the fire itself); Dogwood Rose #9 (lavender: enchantment)
Supplies and Styles: Stain (Daily deep quote: "Lose your mind and come to your senses.” - Frederick S. Perls)
Word Count: 4,684
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Internalized self-hatred re: disability; somewhat explicit content: foreplay, light kink
Summary: A lady's walk in the garden turns into a lovely interlude with her fiance.
Notes: Some terminology help: male spouses are wives, female ones are husbands; standard week is a tredicem, or 13 days; peplos is standard wear for female nobility; fustanella is pleated skirt, standard men's wear. This story takes place within my series The Third Age, between books 1 and 2; there are spoilers for Bellica.
Mods, may I please have a color tag for Wasabi, a story tag for The Third Age, and an author tag (Katje is good)? Many thank yous (and cookies)!
( The heat in the gardens was, according to Grandmama, at a record high this year. )