Goodbye Sassy Sister, Hello Writer

Dear all, while I love and shall keep this lovely blog, I don't think I'll be posting on here any longer. It's practically a useless announcement anyway haha, since I never post...but I am reverting to my favorite little blog, A Writer's Ponderings. It's been a long time since I've had this, about five or six years I think? But I've outgrown being the Sassy Sister- I don't really think it suits me anymore. Instead, my writing blog shall feature, obviously, my writing, little tidbits, and my adventures! (also, I tend to post  more on there. So if you want to keep up I would definitely follow my other blog if I were you. :p)

catch y'all on the flipside!

Be Yourself

It's been a long time since I looked at this blog, and I doubt anyone's reading this but that's okay. I'm writing this for me.
     I've made a few decisions. Firstly, I'm not going to write for anyone. I will write for me and not an audience. I don't mean this in any particular way, I'm just saying what it is. I used to write for people, if that makes sense.
     "Here, I'll tell you about my life even though you're not interested because I need to keep my blog going even though nothing is interesting."
     Well, Sassy Sister, to be quite frank, no one is particularly interested in hearing that you went to Florida for the weekend. To be honest, I wouldn't be reading that if I were me. I would rather read about (for example, and this is completely made up and not true) an involvement in the rescuing of a drowning person rather than yup this is were I went this weekend and then I came home.

       Maybe I'm thinking: more details, more thoughts.
      More interest.

     Secondly, I lied about making a few decisions. If I made a few decisions, I only remember one.

     Maybe it's about me sending a message to myself. Write what you want. Write when you want. Be interesting but don't feel pressure to be so. Be interesting in your own way, and don't let other people change that. Don't write for others because they are reading it; if they are interested in reading, they are interested in reading what you have to say; they chose to read what you wrote, so don't change it for them.
     Don't be afraid to say or do what you really want to do just because you have a follower. If they don't really care for your opinion and unfollow you, that's fine- you weren't writing for them before they came along in the first place. Anyway, eventually you'll find someone who, even if sometimes they don't agree with you, still like what you write and continue to read.

    With all that said, perhaps I'll return. But it's up to me. (and I probably won't for a long time anyway because I'm lazy and forgetful like that but who cares because who is reading this?)

Love,
The Sassy Sister

these are a few of my favorite things

The cold has come. To say the least, none of us are enjoying it very much. And while I was grumbling about it being winter, I suddenly could think of a dozen upsides...

Operation Christmas Child.

one of my favorite times of the year.

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Leftover on-sale halloween candy!

 CANDY CORN.

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Fires//s'mores.

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Hot chocolate.

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ginger cookies.

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Christmas.

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Christmas shopping! 

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And while I said I could think of a dozen things, I only meant seven. My favorite number.

Your favorite thing about winter?

wake me up when september ends

 "Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when September ends..."

It feels like summer has flown by too fast. I waited all winter for summer, and it's fall now! Not that I mind so much because I love fall fashion...
    We had a very busy year this year: my sister and sister-in-law went to Europe for six weeks, and my parents also went for three weeks. My brother and his family live in Germany, so they visited him for a bit before everywhere else. Was I jealous? I still am. Not my fault, they were the ones sending those awfully gorgeous pictures of Paris and Italy...
    Then we spent all of August in various bits of Florida. My dad teaches at prisons, so we usually go spend a couple weeks in some campground.

     I've been dismally absent from the social media, not to mention I haven't been being very social offline either. I'm pretty sure I've missed some great posts from other bloggers, but I'm determined to keep up...during the winter, anyway. No telling where summer takes us.
     During the time I've been gone, I've spent netflixing. Sorry not sorry. I've been fangirling over Marvel more recently- If you haven't, you need to see their latest movies. Actually, you need to see all of them. They are amazing. Marvel is amazing.

     And speaking of fangirling, the Twelfth Doctor of Doctor Who came out weeks ago and he is as sooo good. I know some people have complained that he's older, and that bugs me. (I may start ranting anytime soon) I mean seriously, most of the previous Doctors are way older than 12! I think it's good to show others that it's not all about the age and their good looks, but about the personality. It doesn't matter how old you are, it matters what and who you are.
    Anyway, that's just what I think. Bleh. But seriously, 12 is amazing. He reminds me of the previous three Doctors sometimes.
   
    There's nothing too interesting I post about, and I guess that's why I don't post so much, so I'm trying to figure out what's something that I can actually keep the blog running with.
     Song suggestions? Book suggestions? I've tried doing movie/book reviews, but I'm just not cut out to write that. Bleh.

Oh well. Happy End of September, my friends. Catch you on the flipside.

    

poor little blog

Poor little blog,

All alone and forgotten.

Do not worry little blog,

I am not completely rotten!

For look, I am back,

No more worries for you!

Unless of course, I leave again,

Then I would be terrible too.

In the meantime, I want to say

How sorry I am

That I am not here to stay. 

But I will come back,

Yes, I will come back someday.

You will not be forgotten again, no,

For now my promises are better kept

Than all the times gone past

When I promised poor little blog

 That my leaving would not last.

When I think of something good to say

I will be back in a flash!

But for now I must say goodbye,

And for now I must dash...

The pizza's here.

the little things in the world

ah...as much as I miss summer and want it back, there's no better feeling on a cold day than reading Shakespeare aloud in my bedroom with background music, hot chocolate, and oreos after school and a failed attempt at singing Billy Joel's 'Uptown Girl'. Oh well. At least I can rap. ...?

    And so, I also bring you news of the play I auditioned for. I got a part in the ensemble, with one line to myself (I'D GIVE IT ALL TO CHARITY!) and a line with everyone else (NOO COMMENT!)
     But...my sister Rachel got the lead! She's very happy.
     I'm extremely excited because basically what I want to do in life is work onset/backstage in theatres and movies. So I went up to the director and told her I still would love to be in the play, but I would LOVE to work backstage if she needs me.
     And she got this happy expression and said she'd keep a note of that, because I guess she needs all the help backstage because everyone else likes acting. Not that I blame them, but how many of them are going to ask to work backstage as well? So yeah, part of my life dream is coming true. :)

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I must return to my music and reading, so I bid you goodbye.

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"If music be the food of love, play on."
-Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare

and she lives...

Hiya. How are you? Any resolutions that haven't been broken yet?

Well, so far...I learned that my favorite doctor from Doctor Who is going to the New Orleans Comic Con. THE ONE I'M GOING TO NEXT MONTH.
The ticket to take a picture with him is really ridiculous, like a hundred dollars, but I'm going to be the happiest person on earth to just see him and take a picture of him instead of with him (although I'm secretly hoping to accidentally find him somewhere walking around)
Yesterday I auditioned for a play! Results are supposedly coming out tomorrow...I'll update you on that.
The audition is where I met some Whovians. My sister and I basically had a heart attack when this one guy comes in with a Trust Me I'm A Doctor t-shirt. Then this girl goes up and she's wearing a Dalek t-shirt (an arch-enemy from Doctor Who. Well, monster/droid-like/bad-guy enemy. I just though that arch-enemy sounded cooler.)
     So I met them proudly in my Doctor Who t-shirt. Yesterday and today. I went back to watch the other auditions and to talk to the ladies who are doing the play.

Um. I'm re-reading Mockingjay. I watched Catching Fire two weeks ago and OH MY GOODNESS it's like the book almost exactly. I was so excited because Catching Fire's one of my very favorite books. Best moments in the movie: when something happened, I quoted a line from the book and they said it in the movie. Boom.

Have any of y'all seen The Secret Life of Walter Mitty (2013)? In the previous post I told you I'd seen it. Well, I really loved it. It's instilled the wanderlust in me more than ever. I just want to travel out of the country.
      But. I'm going to Europe later this year. So I'll be okay.

What are you currently reading?

*inspiration*

There are going to be a few but big events--for me--happening next month.
My other blog is holding a short story contest that ends on Valentine's Day! I've gotten one story already, and I'm a little nervous as to how many I'll end up with. Well, give it time and a blog will get bigger!

New Orleans is having a Comicon!!!! Whew fangirling so hard over here. It's also next month, 7-9th of February. I'm going as Dauntless from the book 'Divergent' by Veronica Roth. My sister is going as a character named Penny from 'Doctor Horrible's Sing-A-Long Blog' and I'll be going as the hero one day, Hammer.

Lately I've been feeling so inspired. My friend and sisters went with me to see 'The Secret Life of Walter Mitty', which was really good. I'm not giving any major spoilers but Walter travels to a couple places and I'm just sitting there like, "yup, guys I'm going."
       So I can't wait to be having yard sales, work, and Farmer's Market to earn money to travel. I tell people I'm too young now to travel all those places, but you can save up when you're younger. It will make all the difference when I'm older, I know.
I want to go to Machu Picchu, Peru, most of all. Ach. I went and read my brothers' blog they did from that 6-month motorcycling trip through South America. And then I went on Pinterest and looked at traveling pins. And then I went and counted my moneys.
       Well, I'm not going anywhere now but I really want to.

You can come too.

happy new year

as I write, fireworks are going off, one by one with a loud POOM.
I have just finished watching 'The Reichenbach Falls', the last episode of season two in Sherlock. I'm a bit of a wreck at the moment, and I can't believe that I'm going to be like this soon, as I'm nearing the end of Merlin and someone told me that when their friend finished, they were a complete mess. *reminds herself not to join a new fandom soon as there will be more wrecks* *does it anyway*

I finally finished my Five Glass Slippers submission and sent it in. What a relief!

season three of Sherlock will be airing on U.K. TV tomorrow and the U.S. gets it on the 19th, I 've heard. AUGH.

I still haven' t been able to watch the Time of the Doctor (last episode of season seven) but my friend found the clip where *spoilers here* eleventh Doctor regenerates*end spoilers* and now I know for sure that I'm going to be another mess soon. I started tearing up from that one little clip.

WHY, Steven, WHY. I blame all future wrecks on Steven Moffat.


yep. very happy new year.


anywho. that's all.
(DESOLATION OF SMAUG. Go see it if you haven't.)

-me

why, hello there...

Hullo, readers!

      We've been ridiculously busy over here; Christmas is only five days away?!
      I only have one more gift to get, people are piling in...I still can't believe Christmas is in the next few days. Last year it dragged by!
      But I might know why it's gone by so fast...

       When we got back from Tampa, Michelle and Christie with Michelle's two boys came over from Virginia (Christie spent Thanksgiving with them) and Stephanie came over and then we decorated...we had to wait until almost the tenth of December to decorate because Michelle wanted to decorate with us.
         Then Stephanie left and came back with her brother and we 'splored New Orleans some more; saw the new movie 'Frozen' and walked around a place lit up with lights everywhere; played card games and laughed too much; and watched movies. I finally watched 'The Mummy' too!
        Stephanie returned her brother and came back with 'Star Trek: Into Darkness', which I convinced Rachel to let me watch as well. It was amazing. I loved it.
       Then with friends, we went to the New Orleans 'Celebration at the Oaks' at City Park. City Park is a place for rides, but Celebration at the Oaks is not only when you can ride the rides at night, but it's completely lit up. It's amazing. We rode the Ferris Wheel and it shut down when Stephanie and I were near the top. (needless to say it got working again) We had the best view, and though we were a little bit scared, it was magical. I mean, that's just the memory of one of life's mini adventures. I loved it!
         
         But whew, the month...it just flew by. Guys, I'm still in shock.
        I have a favorite actor now. I had a couple, yes, but this time I can pull one out, out of those. Augh. Tom Hiddleston.

  

This is him in Delayed Gratification with Cookie Monster, which is hilarious by the way.

 

He drew a picture of himself as Loki to make money to donate to charity; look at him! He's so pleased with the drawing he took of picture of it. He named the drawing '"Loki" by Loki'.

One more picture.

 

He makes me laugh all the time because he's so silly and laughs at himself all the time.

Seriously, I've never seen any guy as polite, gentlemanly, and hilarious (and sweet) as Tom Hiddleston. He really is.

He loves being Loki; while other actors are like: People assume things about you because of the roles you play, even when what you act like on-screen is not true about you at all.

Then there's Tom Hiddleston (of course, he's Loki): (off-screen) KNEEL BEFORE ME! I have an Army! I am the GOD OF MISCHIEF!

He has so much fun.

 And to end this post, a giveaway!

 You are invited to a Winter Giveaway with Gillian Adams over at ofbattlesdragonsandswordsofadamant.blogspot.com. Enter the giveaway for a chance to be one of three winners of awesome fantasy books!

 

This is his completely silly personality showing. I'm serious, I used to do my silly smiles just like that.

i like to roam around...

Whew what a busy last two weeks! We went up to Zephyrhills so my dad could teach for three days. We had a wedding right afterwards, and on the day of, my dad, Sam, and I hiked 9.1 miles right before we had to get ready.

Then we had thanksgiving at my uncle and aunt's house. That, as usual, was so much fun. Suddenly we're home and it's been a week since the wedding! WHAT?
     Now it's Christmas!! YAY! We were told that we're not allowed to decorate until my sister and sister-in-laws could come home, which is sometime next week.

I decided that to pass the time after school while I wait to decorate, I'm going to see Catching Fire and watch lots of Merlin. Hey, I did a lot of socialising at Thanksgiving. Now I disappear into my world of writing and drawing and reading...and watching Merlin and Doctor Who. I MISSED THE DAY O F THE DOCTOR!! Noooo! I'm determined not to see it until Christie can join me...

Geronimo!
-me

Giveaway Days

Gillian Adams extends an invitation...

You are invited to a Winter Giveaway with Gillian Adams over at ofbattlesdragonsandswordsofadamant.blogspot.com. Enter the giveaway for a chance to win two fantasy books!

I hope you enter! Gillian is a wonderful writer (trust me, I've read one of her short stories) and I love her Villainy Posts. Follow her!

fall...

Demi Lovato and Queen

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the smell of cookies fresh out of the oven

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perfect weather for tree-climbing the highest tree

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s'mores

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Spartan Race

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sweaters

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Christmas shopping

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books

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early mornings

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dreaming

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Doctor Who

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tea

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how about you?

2 and 1/2 years...

Hey y'all!
Guess what.
I've had this blog for two and a half years. Since I was eleven!
My blog has really grown a lot this past year. It started out really small, and for those of you who followed me when I started it, thank you so much. 
     Upon looking at the posts I used to do, I cringe. I was really annoying. I might still be annoying now, but hopefully, not that annoying. Yikes.
     Anywho, to celebrate, I'm hosting a giveaway! A Congratulations To Myself I've kept this blog and a Thank You So Much For Following My Blog (especially if you put up with me when I was younger. Ugh.)

     To enter, you have to be a follower; the widget will tell you.
But, if you would, I wouldn't mind if you told a couple friends about it! People like giveaways. I like giveaways. I like winning them too.
     I'm giving away a handmade item, made especially for you! A Jane Austen Pride and Prejudice quote bookmark. I hope you likes!

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Take the Jane Austen Quiz for an extra entry! (click link)

Also, for anyone who has not read any Jane Austen books, I've made the giveaway where it ends in 1 and 1/2 weeks to give you a little time to pick up a Jane Austen book; after all, you want to name a favorite quote and movie to gain more entries!
One and a half weeks is also plenty of time to tell other Austenitis' about the giveaway, too.
It's not super special but it's fun to do and bookmarks are the best!


-If a book is well written, I always find it too short.---Jane Austen.

update--I realized that I wrote 'how ardently I love and admire' instead of 'how ardently I admire and love'; I'll make another one correctly and send it. I probably drove some Austentitus people crazy!
Also, I can do blue with orange or blue with purple colored bookmarks!

Obsession Post

Most of you know about my undying love of Doctor Who. Have I ever 'splained how it began?

I thought this would be an interesting post, because I'll have pictures and...and and and. Doctor Who is the only movie/TV show in the world that has ever ever made me cry.

It was my sister, Rachel, who first introduced Doctor Who to our family. She got Christie into it, and when I got older, she showed me and Sam the first episode she ever watched of the Doctor. It's tradition now to show people that one episode first.

 

It's called 'Blink'. 

Beware the Weeping Angels.

It's my favorite episode out of them all. I've seen so so so many times. I can quote every one of the lines, I know exactly what's going to happen next, and there's this one part that gets me every time.

"You're not looking at the angel."

"Neither are you."

 

If you're a Whovian, you know which part this is. Oh yeah.

For the Non-Whovians, the Angels are Quantum Locked. They can't move when someone is looking at them, but when you're not...they move in literally a blink of an eye.

"Don't turn your back.

Don't look away.

And don't. blink.

Good luck."

You need to watch this. You will love it. So much.

So, yeah, then I seriously got into the show. 

The Doctor is a time-traveler in a blue police box called the TARDIS (Time And Relative Dimension In Space). When normally, someone would die from this thing or that, he regenerates; he is the same man, same memories, but different face.

 Okay, so, it started fifty years ago (I know right?) and then it stopped after a long time. Then, back in the early 2000s, it came back with the Ninth Doctor (Ninth Regeneration)

 

That's him and his companion, Rose.

Ninth is the one who introduced me to the Doctor.

  

(that's Rose again) Tenth is the one we all fell in love with. 

Eleventh became my best friend.

  

Twelfth is the newest; he'll be appearing in the future seasons. 

I don't know what he's like, but I like him in real life because I watched some interviews.

He's appeared in a previous Doctor Who episode as someone else before but he wasn't being the Doctor and that's a lot different...

           

The one episode that made me cry. It was pathetic, really. I had stayed up late watching episodes while everyone else went to bed and I watched this episode. I finished it, crying it so hard I was hiccuping.

I've never ever cried for any other film in all of time and space. I'm okay with saying I did; I think that was when I officially declared myself a definite Whovian. You can't say I'm not a fan.

Okay, so I watched it again last night. I was like, "I feel like watching it, I've seen it before, I know how it ends and what happens later in the series." Yeah. I'll be fine.

I watch it with my kid brother. It ends and I tell him, "You can have the computer now." and I walk out into another room. And burst out crying. That one stupid episode I just had to watch. 

I calmed down, okay? I go on Instagram, thinking I need to do something else and calm down. 

Someone's kid drew something and their mom decided to take a picture of it and post it on Instagram. They drew a TARDIS.

That was it. I'm not usually hysterical like that. All this to tell you, you will love Doctor Who so so so so much but your Whovian world will crash and burn sometimes.

I think my two most feared enemies would be the Weeping Angels and the Cybermen. I am really scared of the Cybermen.

 

ugh they scare me!  

Beloved TARDIS.

I think my top favorite show is Doctor Who. Now they're coming out with Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. It will never pass Doctor Who but so far (and I mean just the pilot is out) it's pretty cool.

My next Obsession Post will probably be Divergent. Yup. It's going to be Divergent. What do you think of the Obsession Post idea? It'll vary from latest obsessions, to TV shows, to movies and books. Not like random things, and sometimes they won't be obsessions but what I'm really into (like stunts. Stunts are very cool.)

So, anyone else?

Goddess Tithe Cover Reveal

 Author Bio:

Anne Elisabeth Stengl makes her home in Raleigh, North Carolina, where she lives with her husband, Rohan, a kindle of kitties, and one long-suffering dog. When she’s not writing, she enjoys Shakespeare, opera, and tea, and practices piano, painting, and pastry baking. She studied illustration at Grace College and English literature at Campbell University. She is the author of the Tales of Goldstone Wood, including Heartless, Veiled Rose, Moonblood, Starflower, and Dragonwitch. Heartless and Veiled Rose have each been honored with a Christy Award, and Starflower was voted winner of the 2013 Clive Staples Award.








Back Cover Copy:

The Vengeful Goddess 
Demands Her Tithe

When a stowaway is discovered aboard the merchant ship Kulap Kanya, Munny, a cabin boy on his first voyage, knows what must be done. All stowaways are sacrificed to Risafeth, the evil goddess of the sea. Such is her right, and the Kulap Kanya's only hope to return safely home.
Yet, to the horror of his crew, Captain Sunan vows to protect the stowaway, a foreigner in clown's garb. A curse falls upon the ship and all who sail with her, for Risafeth will stop at nothing to claim her tithe.
Will Munny find the courage to trust his captain and to protect the strange clown who has become his friend?



Cover Design Intro:

I had the fun of designing this cover—finding reference photos, inventing the composition, applying the text, etc.—but the actual artistic work was done by talented cover artist Phatpuppy (www.phatpuppyart.com), whose work I have admired for many years. It was such a thrill for me to contact and commission this artist to create a look for Goddess Tithe that is reminiscent of the original novels but has a style and drama all its own.

The boy on the front was quite a find. I hunted high and low for an image of a boy the right age, the right look, with the right expression on his face. Phatpuppy and I worked with a different model through most of the cover development stage. But then I happened upon this image, and both she and I were delighted with his blend of youth, stubbornness, and strength of character! It wasn’t difficult to switch the original boy for this young man. He simply is Munny, and this cover is a perfect window into the world of my story.

You can’t see it here, but the wrap-around back cover for the print copy contains some of the prettiest work . . . including quite a scary sea monster! Possibly my favorite detail is the inclusion of the ghostly white flowers framing the outer edge. These are an important symbol in the story itself, and when Phatpuppy sent me the first mock-up cover with these included, I nearly jumped out of my skin with excitement!



Intro to Illustration:

There are eight full-page illustrations in Goddess Tithe featuring various characters and events from the story. This is the first one in the book. I decided to share it with all of you since it depicts my young hero, Munny the cabin boy, under the watchful eye of his mentor, the old sailor Tu Pich. Munny is on his first voyage, and he is determined to learn all there is to know about a life at sea as quickly as possible. Thus we see him utterly intent upon the knot he is learning to tie. Tu Pich is old enough to know that no sailor will ever learn all there is to know about the sea. Thus he looks on, grave, caring, and perhaps a little sad. He might be looking upon his own younger self of many years ago, fumbling through the hundreds of difficult knots his fingers must learn to tie with unconscious ease.
I enjoyed creating all the illustrations for Goddess Tithe, but this one was my favorite. I love the contrasts of light and dark, the contrasts of young and old . . . youthful intensity versus the perspective of age.


Excerpt from the Story:
Here is an excerpt from the middle of the story. In this scene, Munny has been ordered to Captain Sunan’s cabin to clear away his breakfast . . . an unexpected task, for a lowly cabin boy would not ordinarily dare enter his captain’s private quarters! Munny hopes to slip in and out quietly without attracting the captain’s notice. But his hopes are dashed when Sunan addresses him, asking how their strange, foreign stowaway is faring:

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“And what do you make of him yourself?”
Munny dared glance his captain’s way and was relieved when his eyes met only a stern and rigid back. “I’m not sure, Captain,” he said. “I think he’s afraid. But not of . . .”
“Not of the goddess?” the Captain finished for him. And with these words he turned upon Munny, his eyes so full of secrets it was nearly overwhelming. Munny froze, his fingers just touching but not daring to take up a small teapot of fragile work.
The Captain looked at him, studying his small frame up and down. “No,” he said, “I believe you are right. Leonard the Clown does not fear Risafeth. I believe he is unaware of his near peril at her will, suffering as he does under a peril nearer still.”
 Munny made neither answer nor any move.
“We will bring him safely to Lunthea Maly, won’t we, Munny?” the Captain said. But he did not speak as though he expected an answer, so again Munny offered none. “We will bring him safely to Lunthea Maly and there let him choose his own dark future.”
“I hope—” Munny began.
But he was interrupted by a sudden commotion on deck. First a rising murmur of voices, then many shouts, inarticulate in cacophony. But a pounding at the cabin door accompanied Sur Agung’s voice bellowing, “Captain, you’d best come see this!”
The Captain’s eyes widened a moment and still did not break gaze with Munny’s. “We’ll keep him safe,” he repeated. Then he turned and was gone, leaving the door open.
Munny put down the pot he held and scurried after. The deck was alive with hands, even those who were off watch, crawling up from the hatches and crowding the rails on the port side. They parted way for the Captain to pass through, but when Munny tried to follow, they closed in again, blocking him as solidly as a brick wall.
“Look! Look!” Munny heard voices crying.
“It’s a sign!”
“She’s warning us!”
“It’s a sign, I tell you!”
Fearing he knew not what, Munny ran for the center mast and climbed partway up, using the handholds and footholds with unconscious confidence. Soon he was high enough to see over the heads of the gathered crew, out into the blue waters of the ocean. And he saw them.
 They were water birds. Big white albatrosses, smaller seagulls, heavy cormorants, even deep-throated pelicans and sleek, black-faced terns. These and many more, hundreds of them, none of which should be seen this far out to sea.
They were all dead. Floating in a great mass.
Munny clung to the mast, pressing his cheek against its wood. The shouts of the frightened sailors below faded away, drowned out by the desolation of that sight. Death, reeking death, a sad flotilla upon the waves.
“I’ve never seen anything like that.”
Munny looked down to where Leonard clung to the mast just beneath him, staring wide-eyed out at the waves. “How could this have happened? Were they sick? Caught in a sudden gale? Are they tangled in fishing nets?”
There was no fear in his voice. Not like in the voices of the sailors. He did not understand. He did not realize. It wasn’t his fault, Munny told himself.
But it was.

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