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101 Apocalypse Nights, XVII

The next morning found the warlord’s staff moving around with warm drinks and warm pastries.  Everyone had their share; the children had enough to be over-full, and they all found themselves awake and aware as they stepped into the Warlord’s audience chamber, ready for the first tale of the morning.

The chamber was tall, as tall as five or six men on each other’s shoulders, and at one point the ceiling had been painted magnificently.  The paint had chipped and peeled, but you could still, if you peered, see the scenes that had outlasted the end of the world. Continue reading

Table of Contents, 101 Apoc Nights

  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, I This is my camp nano project.  Enjoy! The Lord of Penn’s Land  – the warlord, although he preferred to be called ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, II Tisha shook her head and smiled a sort of long-suffering smile.  But the one with beer – a woman who ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, III Around them, all over the campground, she could hear the noises of people doing the same: settling in for sleep ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, IV The first thousand people to get to Tax Day were given tokens, 1-1000, and they would be the first in ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, V They picked up the last of the mess from breakfast, tidied Candice’s camping space, and played a game with tag ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, VI So there I was, making a deal with a fae and holding my breath while I did so.  Fifteen steel, ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, VII “Of course it’s your turn,” the older of the pair coaxed, but the younger man wasn’t quite willing to believe ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, VIII The man whose camp was on the other side of Candice’s who had brought jam and fresh berries for breakfast ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, IX Now this wasn’t the easiest route –  certainly not by row boat. For one thing, you couldn’t see quite looking ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, X The tale-teller returned, rolling his shoulders and smiling, with an amber bottle and six glasses that seemed to be ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, XI When the stew, such as it was, was simmering away over Candice’s stew pot, they had collected two more people, ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, XII They broke their fast the next morning as a group, none of them wanting to separate.  There was a small ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, XIII The booing had stopped, and they had all had their share of food, eaten slowly and uncomfortably while they waited ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, XIV “And you’re not done yet,” Candice pointed out.  “Sit for a spell, have something more to drink, and then finish ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, XV He bowed to them all, and they applauded him quietly.  The line had been moving as they spoke, a little ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, XVI Warning: a bit of horror.  He took another long sip of rum, he walked around their group twice, pacing, but nobody ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, XVII The next morning found the warlord’s staff moving around with warm drinks and warm pastries.  Everyone had their share; the ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, XVIII “Does this story go anywhere except ‘I found talking animals and they didn’t kill each other?’” “Well, eventually…”  The woman looked ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, XIX I was beginning to feel as if this was a long walk to a short death, their tale-teller continued.  I ...
  • 101 Apoc Nights: the City of Glass Story Continued “Now, where was I?” Anastasia cleared her throat, and then she continued forth.   The roads were, of course, difficult to ...
  • 101 Apocalypse Nights, XX Anastasia bowed to her new friends, to everyone she had met along the way, all as if she may never ...