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“Come in,” Persephone says, holding the door to her study open. “Normally I prefer to meet at the clearing, it’s quieter there, but I have some work I need to get done.” She smiles at me. “I hope you don’t mind if I work while we talk.”

I smile at her. “It’s not a problem.”

Trying not to show how nervous I feel I step into the office and can’t stop myself from looking around. Opposite the door is a large desk, with a pile of papers at one end, with two bookcases either side of it. For a moment I study book titles, before stepping further into the room. To my left is a large window and patio door, leading out into the large garden; to my right there are pictures on the wall of Persephone and her family.

“Make yourself at home.” Persephone steps around me, startling me slightly as I’d almost forgotten she was there. “Hades will bring you a hot drink if you need it.”

I still have the end (I hope it’s the end at least) of a cold and it doesn’t surprise me that Persephone noticed. “Thank you.”

Smiling, she shakes her head. “I should be thanking you for listening to us. It’s not everyone we can connect with and having someone willing to write our stories is… well, for some of us it’s more important than others, so I’m glad that you’re around.”

Blushing, I sit in the seat closest to me as Persephone makes her way around the desk. “It’s my pleasure.”

“I know it can’t be easy. We aren’t all patient.”

“Yeah, I got that with Lucifer.”

Persephone nods. “He’s had a hard time of it. Once you’re viewed as one thing it can be very hard to get anyone to see the truth.” She pulls a piece of paper towards her, picks up one of the pens she has laying on the desk, and begins writing. “Now, what was it you wanted to talk about.”

“Your myths.”

Raising an eyebrow she glances up at me, looking a little mischievious, before focusing on her work once more. “Which ones?”

“Shall we start with the pomegranates?”

“Ah, the pomegranate that meant I had to stay in the underworld during the winter.” She laughs. “That didn’t happen. I almost wish it did, it was a beautiful piece of symbolism, but Hades and I met thanks to Hecate. She thought he could help me with dealing with the deaths I often view in the vision pool, because he’s always been a death god, and we got on well. When I fell in love with him I had difficulty convincing him that we should attempt a relationship, because I was a lot younger than him, but eventually he gave in to my arguments and we’ve been together ever since.”

“So, there were no pomegranates?”

“I do like pomegranates, but one was never a part of our courtship.”

“Okay.” I look down at the notes I’ve brought with me. “How about enchanted face cream?”

“Now that is something I used to make and Aphrodite did use it, but Aphrodite never was as jealous as the writers made her out to be in the myths. Psyche was actually one of Aprhodite’s mortal friends, until she was made into a deity by Zeus.”

“Mortals can be made into deities?”

“Yes, but only after they’ve died and only under specific circumstances.” Persephone looks up at me. “It doesn’t happen very often, so it might be worth exploring in a story.”

“Maybe I will.” I smile at her. “So the face cream?”

She turns her attention back to her work. “Yes, the cream. Deities are immortal, but that doesn’t mean that we’re impervious to all problems. The cream was for a skin condition that sometimes flares up. Aphrodite was always said to be the most perfect of us all, because she is the Goddess of love, as though they forgot that love isn’t about being perfect. Love is often more about compromise and understanding. Aphrodite is the first to admit that she’s really nothing like the Goddess so often seen in Greek mythology.”

“Is it hard to have stories told about you that are wrong?”

“Sometimes. Mostly we’re just grateful that people do still remember us and that we have a chance to put some of the stories right.” She shrugs. “Although there are still those who want us to be what they have in their mind, so they don’t listen.”

I nod. “How about painting flowers?”

Persephone stops for a seconds. “Ah, yes, that was a part of one of the myths. I painted flowers as my Spring incarnation Kore. I do actually paint, when I have time, but it’s different now that I’m a full time deity.” She sighs, writing again. “The majority of my time is spent working and any spare time I have is spent with my family.”

A noise from outside the room distracts both of us. I look at Persephone and she looks back at me, smiling. “It’s one of the puppies.”

“What’s it like having three headed puppies around?”

“Come with me.” She stands, putting her pen on the desk. “I’ll take you to meet them.”

Nodding, I also stand. I can’t say no to the offer, because I love dogs, so I let Persephone lead me out of the room and into the hallway where one of the puppies is busy chewing on a plant with all three of its heads.

“That’s Panteleimon.” She makes her way over to him and gently detaches his heads, one at a time, from the plant. “He’s gorgeous, but a total pain.”

Noticing me, the puppy bounds over and I kneel down to pet him. Having the three head makes it almost feel as though there are three dogs there who want me to scratch behind their ears, but it’s only one, and that is the strangest thing. I hear a door close, Persephone going back to her work while I’m distracted by Panteleimon.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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Welcome!

It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m K. A. Webb, a crowdfunded writer with a love of creating fantasy worlds, and this is the place to start if you’re new to my work. Here I’ll introduce you to all of my collections, my way of crowdfunding (because all crowdfunders work a little differently), and hopefully make things much easier for you than they would be if I hadn’t written this post.

Currently I write fiction for fourteen different collections. Some I write more for than others, because they’re favourites with certain readers, but it’s easy to get me to write more for your favourite collections. I have regular prompt sessions, as well as a prompt page for prompts outside of sessions; you can sponsor a collection so I’ll post more fiction;  you can rent a setting, adopt a character, or create your own ebook, and have fiction emailed to you. The majority of them are fantasy, because I enjoy world building, but my main focus is always the characters I’m writing. That’s a part of the reason I enjoy writing AUs and crossovers.

Most of my collections have been a work in progress for nearly a decade now. There was a time, before I started crowdfunding, when I thought my work wasn’t good enough. It’s possible I still would now if I didn’t have readers who tell me that they enjoy what they’re reading, but I started crowdfunding without knowing if I would succeed or fail, and that was terrifying. I have no idea now how I convinced myself – I’m just thankful I did. People do read my work, although I have no idea how many, and I’m glad I took the plunge.

The oldest collection I write fiction for is the Donor House collection. I started writing the first story for this collection when I was still at school, in a way that could almost be seen as writing serial fiction, because I used to write a bit each night and then my friends used to read it the next day. That was when I realised how much I enjoyed having an audience. Now my focus is the Donor House, which is set locally to me, although I do also write for the world outside the house too. In time I want to begin writing for the two other houses that are in the UK and I would love to have a couple of houses in other countries. At the moment I’m writing fiction from all over the timeline, including from before the house was created, and my aim for this collection in the next year is to introduce all the main characters in the first Donor House that would be there in 2008.

As with all of my collections the Donor House has changed a lot since I first started writing for it. When I first started writing the stories I had this image of a house that had been in use for centuries, but it turned out that I started writing right at the beginning of the timeline. I would love to write about the House in the future, and the vampires I’ve slowly been introducing, because I started this collection to explore the different ways the vampires deal with being what they are. The House itself was started as somewhere vampires who were having trouble being vampires could hopefully find a home, as well as somewhere vampires could begin integrating with humans. Writing about the characters in the House is something I really enjoy and as it’s also a favourite with others I guess I’m not the only one who enjoys this collection.

If you’re new to this collection I suggest you start here.

My next oldest collection, and the one that has changed dramatically since it was first thought up, is the Thear collection. Originally it started as a story about a number of girls who were sent to the planet Thear because there weren’t enough females there for all the males. There were arranged marriages and it was all very different to the collection it’s become, although I am also posting some AUs that show where I began with Thear. Now it’s about the three races who live on Thear – the Dorma, the Uisdro and the Tein-Igni. One thing I plan on doing relatively soon is going back to the beginning of the story and finding out why these three races ended up living together on the same island. I know at one point they got on well, working together to make a home for themselves, but things changed and that’s something else I want to explore.

Thear is easily my most religious world. Everyone here believes in at least one of the deities of Thear, although there are problems here caused by their religion, which is one of the things I’m exploring. As Thearan deities were also once worshipped on Earth this collection has a very close link with the Deities’ World collection.

Strangely the Deities’ World collection is one of my newer collections. I started working on it because Callidora, the daughter of Hades and Persephone, wanted me to start writing about her. The collection has grown as more deities have started pushing me to tell their stories, including Lucifer. I plan on writing about all of the Thearean deities, continuing to write about Callie, exploring the world a little more, and it seems likely I’ll end up writing about Archimedes (Callie’s older brother).

It’s also possible that the Deities’ World collection may start connecting with the Pagan collection. Paganism has always been something I wanted to write about, because I’m a pagan (although I’ll admit that I’m not a very good one), so I’ve been working on fiction for this collection for a long time. Anna, one of the main characters, has changed a lot during that time, and she’s now a girl with amnesia trying to work out where she fits in now that she can’t remember her family or old friends. She is one of the characters I want to throw into as many situations as possible to see how she reacts.

New to these collections? Start here with Thear; here with the Deities’ World; and here with the Pagan collection.

One of the things I love doing is writing characters with magic and seeing how it affects them. Three collections I’m writing fiction for have different magical systems: the Aurora’s World collection; the Heliopath’s World collection; and the Brotherhood collection. (I’m planning on changing the names of Aurora’s World and Heliopath’s World, because they were working names created using characters I was focusing on in the collections.)

The Brotherhood Collection is another one I’ve been working on for almost a decade. Originally it started out as a werewolf story, then it become about two different groups with magic fighting each other, and now I’m using a mix of both ideas, along with the Millennium Bug. The basic storyline is that children born after the year 2000 can have magical abilities and the Brotherhood want to collect them. Shapeshifting is one of the first abilities to maifest, which often has an adverse affect on the children with that power. Later on there are two distinct groups – the Brotherhood and Unity – who aim to teach the children how to use their abilities, but go about it in entirely different ways.

The Aurora’s World collection is relatively new. I started it because I wanted to write about magic being illegal and it ended up becoming the home of one of my most involved magical systems, where the magic a character has is related to when they were born. Every power they have, how it manifests, and when are all affected by the exact moment of birth. I’ve been working on it slowly, because making it’s not a simple way of doing things, but it is fun. Recently I’ve started exploring the other kingdoms and this has led to the introduction of the magic thieves. They steal power from those who don’t know how to use it, some collect magical powers, and their hideout was created using magic. Learning about them has been really interesting, so they’re definitely something I plan on exploring further.

The Heliopath’s World collection is also relatively new, but has gone through a lot of changes during that time. Originally it was a dream world, where characters lived two separate lives on in two places and the story I wrote was about what happens when those two lives collide. Now it’s become about addictive magic, which is something I’m still working on, but every spell a character uses leaves them with some form of withdrawal symptom and the harshness of that symptom depends on the strength of the magic. The other thing I’m exploring is about what happens when a group of magicians all live in one town and forget about what is happening in the world around them.

New to these collections? Start here with Aurora’s World; here with Heliopath’s World; and here with The Brotherhood.

A group of collections that are connected are the Fae World collection, the ‘Astral’ World collection, and the World Walkers collection. I’m still trying to work out if I should integrate the ‘Astral’ World stories into the Fae World collection, because I’m pretty certain that both the worlds were created when the fae were experimenting.

The Fae World collection is actually set in a number of different worlds, including Earth, due to the destruction of the fae’s home world. An overuse of the world’s magic led to the problem, because the fae had no way of returning the magic they used to the world’s core and didn’t want to stop using magic. Stories follow what happened to the griffins, a natural race whose home was the world the fae destroyed; the Dragons, a race created by the fae; the Shifters, who split between going with the Dragons and the fae; the merpeople, who went with the fae; and the twinned worlds, where Lena lives.

The ‘Astral’ World collection is about two different groups of people: the magicians, who have magic and live on Kalinia; and the thieves, who don’t have magic, want it, and spend the majority of their time trying to get it. but can only travel to Kalinia for short periods of time. I’m not certain I started with the right characters or in the right place in the timeline, but I do plan on exploring the creation of the thieves, how the magicians ended up on Kalinia, and exactly what the magic can do.

The World Walkers collection is about another group of the fae, the Thirteen Families, who buried their heads in the sand before realising they had no choice but to flee their home world. In order to stop the same thing from happening to their new world, Athare, they chose to create a web of worlds in the hope they can collect magic using that web. Currently I’m exploring a number of worlds, getting to know some of the races the fae created, and learning about all the different magics the races were given. No one really knows what’s going to happen in the future, especially not the fae, and the name of this collection comes from one of the most unexpected things to happen – the evolution of the World Walkers. The fae aimed to be in control of everything, but magic often makes decisions for them.

New to these collections? Start here with the World Walkers collection; here with the ‘Astral’ World collection; travel to the twinned worlds; meet the griffins; meet the merpeople; meet the Dragons; or meet the fae.

The Afterlife collection is one of my newer collections and I was originally planning on focusing on Caitlyn’s studies as she learnt to be a spirit guide. Instead Richard, who was originally a minor character, ended up becoming Death and taking over. I started working on this not long after someone close to me died, because it does help to write about the afterlife, and I’m glad I did. Somehow it’s become another reader favourite, so I often get prompts for this collection, and I plan on working on a lot more bonus material, as I’m writing about my view of the afterlife.

If you’re new to this collection start here.

The Magi collection is an older one and another that went through a number of changes. Thomar is the character who’s changed the most, because in his first incarnation he was not a nice person, but slowly he seems to have become one of my favourite characters and one I want to write about more. With this collection I seem to be beginning in the middle of the storyline once again, between when the Magi were kept as slaves by the Carne (Thomar is one of the Carne) and when they slowly begin to rebuild their relationship. The Magi are healers and known around the world for their abilities, but due to their past they refuse to help the Carne, until one Magi girl puts aside her feelings and does what she thinks should be done.

I plan on exploring the history of this world a lot more than I have done, especially the history of the Magi, as well as the other races and the magics of the world. This is one that doesn’t see to have become a favourite, although I love it, so it’s been on the backburner a little while I work on other things.

Start here with this collection.

My final two collections are both set on Earth, but they are alternate universe Earths. One is Kim’s Earth, where a population surge changed the world, and the other is a world where there is still an Inquisition.

Kim’s Earth is one that I want to work on more than I have. The idea is one I’ve had for a while – a man-made apocolypse, where the majority of people remaining are under sixteen. My apocolypse was an injection, created to stop Earth’s population from increasing for five years, that ended up killing everyone that had it. Of course there are conspiracy theories about whether the drug was tested well enough before the injection and some people take them seriously, including Kim’s father. She is one of the few people over the age of sixteen alive and ends up taking on the job of looking after a group of children, because they all look up to her. I plan on exploring this world a lot more, as there are other groups that I want to write about and I want to write about the future that they all have.

The Inquisition collection has a very basic premise – the Inquisition never ended. What would life be like if there was still an Inquisition, although this Inquisition is a little different. As I haven’t worked on this collection as much I’m not certain on some of the details, but it’s one I want to make more time for this year.

Start here with Kim’s Earth and here with the Inquisition.

I also write AUs and crossovers, because I love exploring different decisions my characters could have made, how they might have lived if they’d been born on a different world, what their story might have been if they were a different gender. If you’re interested in seeing more of any of these remember the prompts page, you can use the write more button that I have on the bottom of all my posts (every click equals 500 words), or you can commission me to write the story you’re craving.

If a story has already been written it’s going to be up for sponsorship. Every donation of £3 or more will gain the donor a perk and if you have no idea what you want to sponsor then you can ask for your donation to go into the general fund. If you’re low on money but would love to purchase some extra words then collect credits – every comment you make could get you one step closer to what you want.

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.

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Name: Archimedes
Gender: Male
Birth date: unknown
Race: deity
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Occupation: deity of winter

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Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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Name: Callidora (Callie)
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Occupation: deity in training

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Name: Persephone
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Occupation: deity of prophecy (Thear)

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Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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Name: Lucifer
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Persephone watched as Mab paced. The fae had never worshipped the deities, but the fae knew the deities existed in the same way the deities knew all about the fae. Occasionally Persephone wished that they did at least talk, because then maybe she would have been able to guide them in the right direction when things started going wrong, although it was likely that they still would have buried their heads in the sand. None of them had wanted to believe what was happening… what they caused by being selfish and using their magic without thinking of the consequences. A world they’d named Athare was their home now.

“Sephy, they’ve made their choices,” a familiar voice said from the edge of the clearing. Persephone turned as Hecate walked towards her. “There’s nothing you can do about it now.”

Nodding, Persephone turned back to her vision pool. “I know that, but I can’t stop myself from watching. They need us.”

“Needing us and wanting us are two entirely different things. Over the millenia the fae have made it very obvious they don’t want us sticking out noses into their business and no matter how bad it gets I’m going to keep out of it, unless one of them specifically asks for my help.”

“I just…” Persephone turned to look at Hecate, who had stopped next to her. “They’re changing the universe, Hecate. The decision of the fae council is to create a number of new worlds in an attempt to stop Athare from falling apart the way their old world did and…” She shook her head. “Every time I think about it I want to stop them, even though I know that I can’t.”

Hecate looked into the vision pool, at the still pacing fae queen, and sighed. “It was always a possibility. We both knew that from the moment they moved to Athare. I hoped they would think of another option but they seem to think that it is their only possible choice.”

“Mab isn’t happy about it.”

“A lot of the fae aren’t happy about it. They just can’t see another way to make sure that Athare doesn’t end up the magicless husk that their old world became.”

Running a hand through her hair Persephone stared into the vision pool. “I wonder if they’d have changed their fate if they’d listened to Willow.”

“I doubt it. They’d already used up almost all the core magic that the world had, they didn’t want to change, and as the magic faded away so did the only way they had of creating more core magic: the trees that transformed ambient magic. Maybe if they’d stopped using magic for a century they would have reversed some of the damage, but that world would never be the same again.”

Persephone bit her lip, before looking at Hecate again. “I know it’s against the rules, but visiting Mab might be a good idea. Even if we won’t be able to change their collective mind about creating new worlds we might be able to have an effect on what exactly they’re going to do.”

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Callie looked at Archimedes, knowing that he was probably right. “I’d feel uncomfortable asking Mum if she wants help. If she really does work so hard at looking like she is coping then surely she wouldn’t want me showing that I know she isn’t.”

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Written for livejournal user ysabetwordsmith’s prompt: ‘what Callie would do if she helped Lakshmi on Lakshmi Puja’.

Callie had just put her one hand into her pocket to find her keys, attempting to keep control of the two puppies’ leads with her other hand, when a deity appeared next to her.

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“There are days,” Callie said, staring at Archimedes’ desk, “that I think I’ll never be ready to truly take my place as a deity.” She sighed. “I’m not worried so much about the knowledge that I’ll need because I know that I’m getting there slowly, but I don’t think I have the temprement to do what you do or what Mum does.”

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Written for Surprise Story Week: 18.

Callie walked through the clearing that held her mother’s vision pool without stopping. Being Persephone’s daughter meant that Callie could view the future without difficulty. She chose not to. It wasn’t something she’d ever wanted to do because she saw how much it affected Persephone, especially when she witnessed something happening to one of her favourite mortals that she couldn’t stop. Callie didn’t want to follow in her father’s footsteps either. Being a death God or Goddess was something that only a very special deity could do because it was a hard path. Of course that didn’t mean she didn’t feel the affect that being Hades’ daughter had on her. The footsteps she most wanted to follow were those of her adopted grandmother Hecate but that path was almost as hard as that of being a death God.

Once Callie had asked Persephone what the future held for her, but Persephone refused to read the future for herself or any of the people she thought of as family. It was understandable but at the time Callie had been disappointed. She’d been having difficulty seeing what type of deity she was going to be and it was hard. Back then, at the beginning of her studies, she hadn’t understood that everyone went through those sorts of crises when they were working out who they were and it wasn’t going to be a decision that would be made quickly. Immortality meant that she could take as much time as she needed to find out what she needed to know about herself in order to find the deity she would be.

When Archimedes had taken on his first group of people he’d been over four-hundred. Callie hadn’t even been born then, so she always known her older brother as a God, but that fact did make her feel better. If he’d been able to take the time then she could too. He’d explained to her that he needed the time because becoming a deity in his own right was understanding who he was. In the end he’d become a God of winter because it had felt right, even though most people had expected him to become a God of wisdom or knowledge. That was why he was one of the people she always turned to if she needed advice. As he’d built a house close to their parents’ it was easy for her to go over and talk to him.

She knocked on the door and then opened it. “Archimedes?” she called, unsure whether he was home or not.

After a moment he popped his head out of the study. “Callie,” he replied, “how wonderful to see you. Come in here and we can talk.”

Shaking her head she stepped into the house, closing the door behind her before she made her way to the study. “We only saw each other yesterday when you came over for dinner,” she said as she sat down in a chair.

“It’s always wonderful to see my baby sister.”

“If you say so, brother dear.” She smiled at him. “Are you busy?”

“I’m not, and even if I was I would still make time for you. What did you want to talk about?”

“I don’t really know. I’m just confused.”

“Why are you confused?”

She sighed. “There are things that I know I’ve inherited from Mum and Dad that I feel like I should be learning to use but I don’t want to.”

“Like being able to see the future?”

“And Dad’s death sight.”

“You said to me before that you were thinking of becoming a Goddess of magic but that doesn’t mean you need to become a Goddess of prophecy too. There are different levels of seeing the future. Having death sight is creepy but it’s easy enough to learn to ignore if you don’t want to use it. I inherited it too so I can help you with that.”

“What do you mean by levels?”

“Well, you can use something like Mother’s vision pool which will show you everything. It’s a deity’s view of the future so you can see further into the future than you could using anything else. Then you have things like tarot cards. They will show you what your future will be if you continue down the path you’re currently walking down. They’re more personal. If you read for someone you can see what their future may hold but you can’t use them to see someone else’s future otherwise. Finally there are things like cloud scrying or using wax. They can be either. Sometimes you’ll see things relating to the future of the world around you and other times you’ll see personal things. Occasionally it might be both.”

Callie nodded. “I would never use the vision pool.”

“Sometimes I think Mother wishes she hadn’t, but it was the right path for her. I can see it when I look at her and she can do something to change the future of one of her worlds. If she’d hadn’t of made the choice to learn how to use the vision pool then she would never be able to do that.” Archimedes smiled. “It’s not something I could do though.”

“She gets so sad when she can’t change things.”

“That’s because she cares about her the people she’s connected to, whether it’s the whole race or her favoured mortals. It’s who she is. You can see it if you read any of the myths that people write about her.”

“I know, Archimedes. I wouldn’t change who she is for anything, but sometimes I wish things were easier for her.”

“It’s a wish I think we all share. She just seems to always pick people who are going to have a turbulent life.”

She shook her head. “I think they call to her because they’re going to have a turbulent life and Mum is one of those people who can’t let people do that by themselves.”

“All deities are like that really. If we weren’t needed then we wouldn’t feel a connection to someone.”

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Originally posted at dreamwidth.org (and crosspoted to livejournal.com) as kajones_writing.

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Based on the prompt ‘How do they deal with worship and expectations from their devotees?’ from livejournal user ysabetwordsmith.

Archimedes had learnt how to cope with the expectations of his people, and even the different ways he could be worshipped, but it wasn’t until he actually started his time as a Winter deity that he understood how difficult it really was. He could hear all the wishes of the people who had chosen him as their deity, some of them much stronger than the others, and he couldn’t help wondering whether tossing a coin would make the decisions he had to make easier. Sighing, he leant his head on the table.

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Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.

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Based on the prompt waterfalls in the early autumn from livejournal user aldersprig.

Autumn was Callie’s favourite season. She’d spent a year travelling so she could see the season in different worlds, trying to understand it. Since then she’d made sure to visit the waterfalls of Failen in the early autumn every year. It had to be early autumn, before the leaves had started falling, because it wasn’t the same at any other time during that season. There were three waterfalls, all of the relatively small, each one starting from a different place in the rock, that had created a deep lake. The first came from the top of the rock and was the end of the river that travelled through the entire country; the second from midway, slightly to the left of the first, because it was a part of the underground river system that made building houses on Failen so difficult; and the third, to the right of the first, was almost not a waterfall at it but she felt it was just high enough to be called a waterfall.

Around the lake there were trees. She didn’t know what species they were and she didn’t really care all that much. They were a little like weeping willows but they flowered in early autumn, with beautiful blue flowers that contrasted against the slowly colouring leaves. From what she knew the leaves were much larger than those of the weeping willow. By mid-autumn all the flowers would be gone, as would most of the leaves, covering the water in a mix of colours. It was pretty but not as stunning at the trees were.

One year she’d visited and the trees were gone. Every single one of them. Normally she wasn’t the sort of person to have a fit of temper but she did then. None of the people of Failen knew she visited every year, or knew who she was even though her father was one of their three death Gods, so she wasn’t really angry with them on her account. She was angry with them on the trees’ account. It was possible for her to feel the pain of them from miles away and she knew then that she’d inherited more of her grandmother’s powers than she thought she had.

When she was close enough she gathered her power, not knowing whether it was possible for her to do what she planned to, and aimed it at the remaining roots of the trees. Thirty seconds later all of the trees were exactly how she expected them to be. All the pain that she’d felt had changed into a feeling of confused contentment. A minute after than there was a sound beside her.

“Was that you?” her father asked, sounding like he wanted to laugh.

“Yes Father,” she replied, looking at him.

“I think you should spend some time with your grandmother.” He put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently. “I’ll make sure no one touches this area either.”

“Thank you.”

“What are fathers for?”

He disappeared, leaving her alone in her favourite place to be in the early autumn.

Originally posted at dreamwidth as kajones_writing.

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.

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