26 March 2013

Untalked Of and Unseen: Part One

September 20th

"Their understanding begins to swell."


Three o'clock was seen by most at Fitzwilliam House only through the insides of their eyelids. They had been awake not too long before, celebrating Lord Fitzwilliam's birthday in the ostentatious, merry style that was the mark of anything organized by his wife. If his mother, Lady Constance, and her friends thought her successor might have done better to present Lord Fitzwilliam with an heir rather than a party, it was privately done. The evening had declared been thoroughly delightful by all who spoke. Those asked to stay the night, mainly family, would politely repeat their congratulations over a very late breakfast.

28 February 2013

Happy Birthday to the Plumb Bob Keep

I want to take a moment, while it's still the right day, to wish a very happy second birthday to The Plumb Bob Keep, my Sims home on the internet. I've never been part of a better community. Here's to many, many more!

For everything medieval and amazing, visit The Plumb Bob Keep!

I'm crossing my fingers for an In Verona update this weekend, now that some personal things have started to clear up. Thanks for sticking with me, all.


04 February 2013

Their True Qualities

"Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may be."

September 10th

"Alice! Alice, look!"

She didn't. "That's nice, Aliena."


"But Alice, look! The princess is trapped on the dragon! They're going to fly into the sun!"

09 January 2013

The Heavens Lour Upon You

"The voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries"

August 28th

Cornwall dropped his shoulders as he crossed the threshold of Middleham House. Had he followed his heart, he might have disappeared forever, but something else told him it was time to come home. The first meetings with both Regan and Kent promised to be, at best, unpleasant, and he hoped to avoid them this evening. So far, his luck had held at the gate, by the stables, and all the way across the courtyard. All that stood between him and a quiet night were two staircases.

26 December 2012

The Night Before Christmas

December 24th


'Twas the night before Christmas when all through a duchy,
Known for its people who were often quite touchy,
Every pillow hid coins that glistened and gleamed,
A trick to help sleepers control what they dreamed