The Tash Files – Chapter 13 – Bree
My Dear Nyct, It has come to my attention, through various unmentionable sources, that you’ve begun to question my great power and authority in the Enemy’s shabby world. Really? How could you be so stupid?…
My Dear Nyct, It has come to my attention, through various unmentionable sources, that you’ve begun to question my great power and authority in the Enemy’s shabby world. Really? How could you be so stupid?…
An entire week of being lady of the house wasn’t nearly long enough, for it was almost over, passed away in a blur of exciting activities, all of which involved Carl. Carl Bryant was just…
My Dear Lary, Well, I’m sure happy that you got to spend some time down in that country that loves me and hates the Enemy. Believe you me, I completely understand your need, as an…
The best nights were the nights Susan slept through and never dreamed. Thankfully, the majority of her nights were such nights. But after the Pevensies broke their New Year’s Eve gathering and headed to bed,…
The main effect that Disney’s film production of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe had on me was to remind me just how central Narnia has been to my life and to the way…
My Dear Poliomy, I really can’t tell you how dumbfounded I am that all your brilliant work has so quickly evaporated into nothing. What happened? I mean really, it wasn’t very many weeks ago that…
On the last day of the year, the Pevensie family spent the evening sitting around their fireplace passing small gifts to one another, a tradition started by Mr Pevensie’s father years ago. Peter had just…
My Dear Schizo, Oh, how I hate you. Let me count the ways. The first, and really only reason that I hate you is because you’re a complete idiot. I mean really, do I need…
My Dear Everyman, Is this report on your performance correct? I mean, seriously, you’d better tell me that it’s a little off. I mean sure, I’d prefer it if it were completely wrong, but I…
My Dears Div and Orce, Did I read the field report on you two buffoons’ recent performance correctly or could my spy—err, a passerby that just happened to notice and then just happened to mention…
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