Caleb wakes up on the floor.

There's rules that go with being Adam's errand boy -- sort of workplace regulations. Be there whenever he needs you, don't mess with his stuff, don't ask annoying questions.

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.)

Gibson surveys the evidence of his recreational activities as he readies himself to serve.

In Egypt, the emperor sleeps poorly.

The king is sick, and the prince is his cure.

On the road, after the walls come down. Tris looks for answers; Peter looks for an ending.

When he is Lord of the Dreadfort he'll have ruby rings on his fingers.

Ask meme drabble written for this challenge. Prompt: Kate Bush, a deal with God.

Billy and Stu have something to celebrate.