For the Star Wars Rare Ships Challenge - I continue to invent new ones!

Fusion with the myth Tristan and Yseult 

Testing to see if Ourchive allows Tumblr embeds

Jerry wins, which means Charley loses.

They were old stones, the stones that buried Leporino, the boundary markers of a rustic edifice or a low wall. They might have tumbled down the ravine under the weight of last winter’s snow, or at an unlucky push.

(Written for cygnes and the prompt: the secret history au where it's a jacobean revenge tragedy.)

This is the chance of a lifetime. Caleb just has to survive it.

Horatio performs one last labor, and considers what's set before him.

August, 1388: Richard II of England has been dead for seven years, and his cousin the Prince of Wales is having a hard time.

Aumerle doesn't kill his king, but he can't save him, either.

"I suppose it's safe to assume you aren't here to ransom me."

Poins kills a man; the rest doesn't matter, and the prince must carry on.

Spring comes, and Nie Huaisang is seen with his sabre for the first time since— anyone's guess as to when.