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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 130, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK

#Wss366 Tall #TimeTravelAuthors 09/5. Plant Grow

The fairy dance ended as suddenly as it had started. One flute cut off mid-verse, and the other trailed off right afterwards. No one seemed alarmed or surprised. Most stopped in their tracks, while a few continued prancing for a few moments more before joining the rest and slipped away.

Weena tugged on my arm and gestured at the building behind the trees. “Coome. Hoomee. Eeat.”

I nodded, and we started toward the woods.

The whole way, my new friend held my hand and babbled to me in a mixture of melodic syllables and fractured English. After asking a few questions, I realized I wouldn’t learn anything useful. She either didn’t know the answers, couldn’t communicate them, or I failed to make myself understood. As such, I retreated into my thoughts.

I considered what I’d learned. I knew a fair amount about this world, or at least H.G. Wells’s theories. Meeting the fairies, for that is what I still thought of them as, had been fortunate. If I had followed the path, I might have run into the Morlocks. But about myself, I remained ignorant except for what short flashbacks had shown me.

It was beyond frustrating that I remembered a “fictional” book more clearly than my own history.

The woods soon ended, and we emerged into a wide glen with an enormous ruined mansion in the center. Lichen grew thick on its walls, and time had shattered its #tall stained-glass windows. The remaining geometric panes had slumped like wax candles left in the sun. I doubted the fairies had built it. Instead, some forgotten civilization must have done so.

That thought offered a glimmer of hope. Remnants of that race could still exist. If I found them, I might learn more.

Returning to my survey, I noted #plants heavy with berries, small fruits, and pea-like pods growing throughout the glen. There was no sense of their being planted by the fairy folk. The herbage sprouted in random swatches or alone, just as the wind had scattered their seeds. Amidst this lush abundance, a wide variety of melon vines snaked along the ground. Here too was an untended bounty of yellow, green, and dappled gourds. At the forest's edge grew trees laden with red, purple, and topaz globes. It was no surprise that the protagonist of H.G. Wells’s story had mistaken this for a utopia at first.

#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn

#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 130, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK

#Wss366 Tall #TimeTravelAuthors 09/5. Plant Grow

The fairy dance ended as suddenly as it had started. One flute cut off mid-verse, and the other trailed off right afterwards. No one seemed alarmed or surprised. Most stopped in their tracks, while a few continued prancing for a few moments more before joining the rest and slipped away.

Weena tugged on my arm and gestured at the building behind the trees. “Coome. Hoomee. Eeat.”

I nodded, and we started toward the woods.

The whole way, my new friend held my hand and babbled to me in a mixture of melodic syllables and fractured English. After asking a few questions, I realized I wouldn’t learn anything useful. She either didn’t know the answers, couldn’t communicate them, or I failed to make myself understood. As such, I retreated into my thoughts.

I considered what I’d learned. I knew a fair amount about this world, or at least H.G. Wells’s theories. Meeting the fairies, for that is what I still thought of them as, had been fortunate. If I had followed the path, I might have run into the Morlocks. But about myself, I remained ignorant except for what short flashbacks had shown me.

It was beyond frustrating that I remembered a “fictional” book more clearly than my own history.

The woods soon ended, and we emerged into a wide glen with an enormous ruined mansion in the center. Lichen grew thick on its walls, and time had shattered its #tall stained-glass windows. The remaining geometric panes had slumped like wax candles left in the sun. I doubted the fairies had built it. Instead, some forgotten civilization must have done so.

That thought offered a glimmer of hope. Remnants of that race could still exist. If I found them, I might learn more.

Returning to my survey, I noted #plants heavy with berries, small fruits, and pea-like pods growing throughout the glen. There was no sense of their being planted by the fairy folk. The herbage sprouted in random swatches or alone, just as the wind had scattered their seeds. Amidst this lush abundance, a wide variety of melon vines snaked along the ground. Here too was an untended bounty of yellow, green, and dappled gourds. At the forest's edge grew trees laden with red, purple, and topaz globes. It was no surprise that the protagonist of H.G. Wells’s story had mistaken this for a utopia at first.

#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn

#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 130, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK

#Wss366 Tall #TimeTravelAuthors 09/5. Plant Grow

The fairy dance ended as suddenly as it had started. One flute cut off mid-verse, and the other trailed off right afterwards. No one seemed alarmed or surprised. Most stopped in their tracks, while a few continued prancing for a few moments more before joining the rest and slipped away.

Weena tugged on my arm and gestured at the building behind the trees. “Coome. Hoomee. Eeat.”

I nodded, and we started toward the woods.

The whole way, my new friend held my hand and babbled to me in a mixture of melodic syllables and fractured English. After asking a few questions, I realized I wouldn’t learn anything useful. She either didn’t know the answers, couldn’t communicate them, or I failed to make myself understood. As such, I retreated into my thoughts.

I considered what I’d learned. I knew a fair amount about this world, or at least H.G. Wells’s theories. Meeting the fairies, for that is what I still thought of them as, had been fortunate. If I had followed the path, I might have run into the Morlocks. But about myself, I remained ignorant except for what short flashbacks had shown me.

It was beyond frustrating that I remembered a “fictional” book more clearly than my own history.

The woods soon ended, and we emerged into a wide glen with an enormous ruined mansion in the center. Lichen grew thick on its walls, and time had shattered its #tall stained-glass windows. The remaining geometric panes had slumped like wax candles left in the sun. I doubted the fairies had built it. Instead, some forgotten civilization must have done so.

That thought offered a glimmer of hope. Remnants of that race could still exist. If I found them, I might learn more.

Returning to my survey, I noted #plants heavy with berries, small fruits, and pea-like pods growing throughout the glen. There was no sense of their being planted by the fairy folk. The herbage sprouted in random swatches or alone, just as the wind had scattered their seeds. Amidst this lush abundance, a wide variety of melon vines snaked along the ground. Here too was an untended bounty of yellow, green, and dappled gourds. At the forest's edge grew trees laden with red, purple, and topaz globes. It was no surprise that the protagonist of H.G. Wells’s story had mistaken this for a utopia at first.

#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn

#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 130, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK

#Wss366 Tall #TimeTravelAuthors 09/5. Plant Grow

The fairy dance ended as suddenly as it had started. One flute cut off mid-verse, and the other trailed off right afterwards. No one seemed alarmed or surprised. Most stopped in their tracks, while a few continued prancing for a few moments more before joining the rest and slipped away.

Weena tugged on my arm and gestured at the building behind the trees. “Coome. Hoomee. Eeat.”

I nodded, and we started toward the woods.

The whole way, my new friend held my hand and babbled to me in a mixture of melodic syllables and fractured English. After asking a few questions, I realized I wouldn’t learn anything useful. She either didn’t know the answers, couldn’t communicate them, or I failed to make myself understood. As such, I retreated into my thoughts.

I considered what I’d learned. I knew a fair amount about this world, or at least H.G. Wells’s theories. Meeting the fairies, for that is what I still thought of them as, had been fortunate. If I had followed the path, I might have run into the Morlocks. But about myself, I remained ignorant except for what short flashbacks had shown me.

It was beyond frustrating that I remembered a “fictional” book more clearly than my own history.

The woods soon ended, and we emerged into a wide glen with an enormous ruined mansion in the center. Lichen grew thick on its walls, and time had shattered its #tall stained-glass windows. The remaining geometric panes had slumped like wax candles left in the sun. I doubted the fairies had built it. Instead, some forgotten civilization must have done so.

That thought offered a glimmer of hope. Remnants of that race could still exist. If I found them, I might learn more.

Returning to my survey, I noted #plants heavy with berries, small fruits, and pea-like pods growing throughout the glen. There was no sense of their being planted by the fairy folk. The herbage sprouted in random swatches or alone, just as the wind had scattered their seeds. Amidst this lush abundance, a wide variety of melon vines snaked along the ground. Here too was an untended bounty of yellow, green, and dappled gourds. At the forest's edge grew trees laden with red, purple, and topaz globes. It was no surprise that the protagonist of H.G. Wells’s story had mistaken this for a utopia at first.

#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn

#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 130, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK

#Wss366 Tall #TimeTravelAuthors 09/5. Plant Grow

The fairy dance ended as suddenly as it had started. One flute cut off mid-verse, and the other trailed off right afterwards. No one seemed alarmed or surprised. Most stopped in their tracks, while a few continued prancing for a few moments more before joining the rest and slipped away.

Weena tugged on my arm and gestured at the building behind the trees. “Coome. Hoomee. Eeat.”

I nodded, and we started toward the woods.

The whole way, my new friend held my hand and babbled to me in a mixture of melodic syllables and fractured English. After asking a few questions, I realized I wouldn’t learn anything useful. She either didn’t know the answers, couldn’t communicate them, or I failed to make myself understood. As such, I retreated into my thoughts.

I considered what I’d learned. I knew a fair amount about this world, or at least H.G. Wells’s theories. Meeting the fairies, for that is what I still thought of them as, had been fortunate. If I had followed the path, I might have run into the Morlocks. But about myself, I remained ignorant except for what short flashbacks had shown me.

It was beyond frustrating that I remembered a “fictional” book more clearly than my own history.

The woods soon ended, and we emerged into a wide glen with an enormous ruined mansion in the center. Lichen grew thick on its walls, and time had shattered its #tall stained-glass windows. The remaining geometric panes had slumped like wax candles left in the sun. I doubted the fairies had built it. Instead, some forgotten civilization must have done so.

That thought offered a glimmer of hope. Remnants of that race could still exist. If I found them, I might learn more.

Returning to my survey, I noted #plants heavy with berries, small fruits, and pea-like pods growing throughout the glen. There was no sense of their being planted by the fairy folk. The herbage sprouted in random swatches or alone, just as the wind had scattered their seeds. Amidst this lush abundance, a wide variety of melon vines snaked along the ground. Here too was an untended bounty of yellow, green, and dappled gourds. At the forest's edge grew trees laden with red, purple, and topaz globes. It was no surprise that the protagonist of H.G. Wells’s story had mistaken this for a utopia at first.

#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn

#TimeTravelingGhost EP 11: Post 117, 1191, The Castle of Nicosia

#Wss366 Sty #TimeTravelAuthors 07/11 Saturday breathe/breath

When the conclave ended, I needed to talk with Emily. She wouldn’t say things like that unless she meant more. Although we had only known each other for a few weeks, I hoped her flattering words weren’t just fluff. Right now, though, I needed to focus on my Templar impersonation.

Even if I had wanted to discuss our relationship then, I couldn’t, as Petros had returned with what turned out to be one of the worst meals I’d ever faced: tough, fatty meat and coarse, gritty bread. With the help of the sour wine, I choked it down. I had no choice but to eat it if I wanted to maintain my pretense.

Relief came partway through the meal, when another servant arrived announcing: “If you will follow me, M’Lord.”

I handed Petros the remains of the food and followed the servant into the courtyard and to the central citadel. At the door, we passed a squad of knights in full armor standing guard. They were grim figures, many with scarred faces visible beneath their helmets. Even the fortress gate hadn’t been guarded this well.

Once inside, I was led to a chamber dominated by a raised dais at the far end. Men sat in chairs around a table running down the center of the room, their gazes turned to fix on me. Brian de Bois-Guilbert rose from one of the chairs and announced, “Sir William de Lancaster, in the service of my friend the Prior of Aymer.”

“I heard you died,” another voice said.

Silence fell, and all the faces turned to look at the speaker: a man with a full, trimmed beard and narrow eyes. A #sty marred his handsome Latin features.

“Lord Conrad, I vouch for him,” Bois-Guilbert replied.

The man waved a hand, dismissing the objection. “Let the Lancaster speak for himself. Matters are too weighty for him to remain unchallenged.”

Sir Brian’s face grew red, but he remained silent.

I took a deep #breath, pointed to my throat, and choked out: “Miracle… Swallowed… Lead…Released…”

A third voice spoke, a bishop by his appearance. “My lord, Marquis, what say you? Will you deny the Lord’s miracle?”

#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Slowburn #Sapphic

It’s Not Just A World, It’s A Fandom
In my mind the world of Radio Arcanum, which encompasses the Musimagium, is a sprawling, expansive world that I am exploring through various projects such as the short stories I provide for my membership group, the young adult I'm working on and hope to have live on Patreon before the end of the year, and just e
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#AuthorLife #fantasy #HistoricalFantasy #MagicRealism #Musimagium #worldbuilding

Want to read a historical fantasy novel about a conflict between two fairy godmothers creating the entire world of fairy tales as we know it?

The Kindle Countdown deal for The Fairy Godmother's Tale is now on day two...get it before the price goes up!

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Want to read a historical fantasy novel about a conflict between two fairy godmothers creating the entire world of fairy tales as we know it?

The Kindle Countdown deal for The Fairy Godmother's Tale is now on day two...get it before the price goes up!

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DF96MZYT

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Want to read a historical fantasy novel about a conflict between two fairy godmothers creating the entire world of fairy tales as we know it?

The Kindle Countdown deal for The Fairy Godmother's Tale is now on day two...get it before the price goes up!

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DF96MZYT

#books #fiction #fantasy #fairytales #grimmsfairytales #historicalfiction #historicalfantasy #Kindle #Kindlecountdown

And, Heather Barksdale also interviewed me - check it out too!

https://heatherlbarksdale.com/authorinterview/robert-b-marks

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And, Heather Barksdale also interviewed me - check it out too!

https://heatherlbarksdale.com/authorinterview/robert-b-marks

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And, Heather Barksdale also interviewed me - check it out too!

https://heatherlbarksdale.com/authorinterview/robert-b-marks

#books #thefairygodmotherstale #fantasy #historicalfantasy #fiction #fairytales #grimmsfairytales

Heather Barksdale has just reviewed The Fairy Godmother's Tale, and she really liked it - check it out!

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Heather Barksdale has just reviewed The Fairy Godmother's Tale, and she really liked it - check it out!

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Heather Barksdale has just reviewed The Fairy Godmother's Tale, and she really liked it - check it out!

https://heatherlbarksdale.com/blog/blog-bookshelf/fairy-godmothers-tale

#books #thefairygodmotherstale #fantasy #historicalfantasy #fiction #fairytales #grimmsfairytales

Heather Barksdale has just reviewed The Fairy Godmother's Tale, and she really liked it - check it out!

https://heatherlbarksdale.com/blog/blog-bookshelf/fairy-godmothers-tale

#books #thefairygodmotherstale #fantasy #historicalfantasy #fiction #fairytales #grimmsfairytales

A new review of my novel The Fairy Godmother's Tale has just landed:

https://historicalnovelsociety.org/reviews/the-fairy-godmothers-tale/

Buy links are in the review.

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A new review of my novel The Fairy Godmother's Tale has just landed:

https://historicalnovelsociety.org/reviews/the-fairy-godmothers-tale/

Buy links are in the review.

#books #fiction #historicalfantasy #fairytales #grimmsfairytales #SnowWhite

A new review of my novel The Fairy Godmother's Tale has just landed:

https://historicalnovelsociety.org/reviews/the-fairy-godmothers-tale/

Buy links are in the review.

#books #fiction #historicalfantasy #fairytales #grimmsfairytales #SnowWhite

The professional and audience reviews are coming in, and Disney's Snow White is something of an unsatisfying mess.

However, if you'd like to get your fairy tale fix, check out my new novel The Fairy Godmother's Tale. Snow White is in there, along with Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, and quite a few fairy tales you probably have never read:

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The professional and audience reviews are coming in, and Disney's Snow White is something of an unsatisfying mess.

However, if you'd like to get your fairy tale fix, check out my new novel The Fairy Godmother's Tale. Snow White is in there, along with Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, and quite a few fairy tales you probably have never read:

https://www.amazon.com/Fairy-Godmothers-Tale-Robert-Marks/dp/1927537932

#SnowWhite #Disney #books #fiction #historicalfantasy #fantasy #fairytales #grimmsfairytales

The professional and audience reviews are coming in, and Disney's Snow White is something of an unsatisfying mess.

However, if you'd like to get your fairy tale fix, check out my new novel The Fairy Godmother's Tale. Snow White is in there, along with Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, and quite a few fairy tales you probably have never read:

https://www.amazon.com/Fairy-Godmothers-Tale-Robert-Marks/dp/1927537932

#SnowWhite #Disney #books #fiction #historicalfantasy #fantasy #fairytales #grimmsfairytales

The Fairy Godmother's Tale comes out on Friday - but you can pre-order it right now!

Print: https://www.amazon.com/Fairy-Godmothers-Tale-Robert-Marks/dp/1927537932

Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DF96MZYT

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The Fairy Godmother's Tale comes out on Friday - but you can pre-order it right now!

Print: https://www.amazon.com/Fairy-Godmothers-Tale-Robert-Marks/dp/1927537932

Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DF96MZYT

#books #fiction #fantasy #historicalfantasy #grimm #grimmsfairytales #fairytales

The Fairy Godmother's Tale comes out on Friday - but you can pre-order it right now!

Print: https://www.amazon.com/Fairy-Godmothers-Tale-Robert-Marks/dp/1927537932

Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DF96MZYT

#books #fiction #fantasy #historicalfantasy #grimm #grimmsfairytales #fairytales

The Fairy Godmother's Tale just got a glowing review from David Savage at Whatsgoodtoread.co.uk:

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The Fairy Godmother's Tale just got a glowing review from David Savage at Whatsgoodtoread.co.uk:

https://www.whatsgoodtoread.co.uk/the-fairy-godmothers-tale-by-robert-b-marks-review/

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The Fairy Godmother's Tale just got a glowing review from David Savage at Whatsgoodtoread.co.uk:

https://www.whatsgoodtoread.co.uk/the-fairy-godmothers-tale-by-robert-b-marks-review/

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Surprisingly (it surprised me!!) I have a novelette release today! And it's on... Steam 😲

"I Shall Guard You" in the tie-in anthology for the game King Arthur: Knight's Tale, titled Chronicles of Avalon!

Public & free Patreon post about it, with more info, how to buy, etc:

https://www.patreon.com/posts/new-novelette-i-75099932

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