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Blindly Into A Cave

Posted on June 28, 2016 by crispina kemp

Hean has brought Mideer to the island of Macara. Something to do with ‘unwrapping’, to fit her for the prophecy she is to fulfill to unite the three lands, but more he won’t tell her. But after the headman’s incomprehensible … Continue reading →

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Godless

Posted on June 21, 2016 by crispina kemp

Mideer is to go to the tropical island of Macara, home of the reputedly savage Macaran hunters—and how did her tutor Hean slip that past the king and Assembly? And why there: what is it about Macara that’s essential in … Continue reading →

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The Prophecy

Posted on June 14, 2016 by crispina kemp

According to Hean with every encounter, be it with family, friend or enemy, or even a chance encounter along the way, we each of us gather about us another wrapping. According to Hean these wrappings fall away at the end … Continue reading →

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Something Slightly Different

Posted on May 28, 2016 by crispina kemp

This week has seen the conclusion of both the long-running Feast Fables—the first episode posted end of December 2012—and of Alsalda, the third Asaric tale to be serialised here on crimsonprose (along with Neve and Priory Project). There is yet … Continue reading →

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The Chap In The (Red) Cap . . . Revisited

Posted on December 24, 2015 by crispina kemp

Yea, I know what you’re thinking. Chap in the Red Cap: that’s Santa, right? Um, well. Not really. No. The Chap in the Red Cap was an article I posted on ‘crimsonprose’ way back last year. May 25th 2014, to … Continue reading →

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The Chap In The (Red) Cap

Posted on May 25, 2014 by crispina kemp

Another theory from Iris Einstein Take a Trip . . . Ladies, Gentlemen, grab your fav snack-pack and liquid refreshment, and climb aboard my immaculate transport (okay, so it’s only a bicycle but I’m not licensed to control any other). … Continue reading →

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