Chapter Break Filler - Round 2

[Jitter]

Such lovely families (including of course Wave's art)!

Wave, I deeply concur with Grade E Cat - they must have been a handful! I absolutely love the "rampaging giant"! And the details of the clothing are spot on!

Scottish, another lovely piece. I'm sure they do feel like a family now! Which probably explains why they are all here. With the exception of Emil, none of the others actually had reason to follow Lalli - except that this is how families roll.

Midwestmutt, all your haikus are beautiful! This series of three is perhaps my favorite so far. Also hugs to your poor cat! And yourself.

Jon, I love how you convey the Hotakainens' deep solidarity to one another! Also the mention of the mist almost whispering to Saku is great! It's a common fan theory that the magic comes from Saku's line, and this is a great way of referencing it! I would agree with Vulpes, Saku's various ailments will probably be much lessened by having to deal with raising a baby in an apocalypse.

Abprallen, poor Reynir! But surely he knows it doesn't mean Kitty wouldn't love him anyways! Annuil, I also read it meaning he is otherwise heartbroken and seeks for comfort from Kitty - to no avail, at the moment. But I'm sure he'll soon be happier again!

Count, great piece! So much for privacy! But when will he call! (I'm so old that we had a phone with the round thingy you used to dial )

And I have probably forgotten someone again. Lovely content, everyone! I really like this soon-to-be-tradition! And we made it to the forum News! Wohoo!

[midwestmutt]

You are my mirror.
I see my own life in yours.
Oh you poor fellow.

Back to the the light-hearted stuff. I'm trying to perk myself up in these trying times.

[Róisín]

Wavewright, as mother/grandmother/great-grandmother of a large and various family, I find that picture so true!

Midwestmutt, I can sympathise with your mirror haiku! Especially at present. I remember, as a tiny child, being fascinated by ‘the baby in the mirror’ and wanting to play with her. Never did catch her though. We could all do with a bit of perking up at present, I reckon! I know I have an anniversary of some wild events I lived through 27 years ago, which is a rather dark memory, but ameliorated by being also the birthday of a dear friend, and of one of my granddaughters, as well as by the company of old friends and companions.

Scottish, that also goes for your poem! No companionship and understanding matches that of the people who have survived horrors with you.

[Vulpes]

I like your take on family, scottishnottish. Lovely poem.
Wavewright, have you been spying on my cousins?    That is so reminiscent of the chaos in their house when the whole brood was young, right down to mother enjoying the noisy antics.
I snorted at your haiku, midwestmutt, and startled my cat. Good one!

[Vulpes]

Another take on the prompt:

Mia helps her mother in the kitchen sometimes.
"Mum, how long should I cook this jam?"
"Til it's done," says Ulrike.
"How will I know it's done?"
"It will look done."
"Muuuuum! That's no help!"

Ulrike watches as little Torbjörn helps his mother in the kitchen.
"Mum, how long should I knead this dough?"
"Til it's done," says Mia.
She turns and looks at her mother.
"I'm turning into you!"
Ulrike laughs.

[Annuil]

I love your story, Vulpes! It reminds me of my own mom speaking like her mom, my grandma :'D

All these stories and poems and other works here are so wonderful! I was a little busy, so I didn’t post anything and didn’t get time to make anything, but it’s so great to read all of this when there is a free minute!
 

[Count_Shrekula]

Aaah, I've been busy lately, but thanks for all the kind words! Sorry my piece was so late!
I'm taken away by the sheer talent in all these submissions and the extra poetry! It's been great looking through them all.
In particular, Abprallen, I loved your heartbreak piece, and Wavewright62, baby Reynir is sooo cute.

[wavewright62]

Chapter Break Filler
'Circle of Life'

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Prompt 15: Loss

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Today's prompt of Loss is brought to us by GaelleDragons!

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Thanks very much to GaelleDragons for today's piece, and if any of you are inspired by this prompt, feel free to share what you've made down below!

[thegreyarea]

Just a brief check among a ton of work, so not much writing today...

Wave, I love your family portrait! So well done, so vivid! And what a lovely (and big!) baby Reynir was!

Gaelle... Wow! Your talent never ceases to amaze me! Seriously, you are fantastic!

Vulpes and Scottish, great contributions!

Midwestmutt, I'm sorry to hear about your cat. I'm still in my first one, so I can just imagine how bad it is. But yours is loved and cared, and surely loves you back.
*hugs*

Butter Good, people, and sorry if I forgot someone!

[Mirasol]

Hi, I´m finally back again and done with schoolwork (at least for this week)! Hopefully I´ll be able to stick around for the rest of the chapter break.

There were so many great things posted while I was away, so I´ll keep this a bit shorter.

So many nice Haikus by midwestmutt, and may your cat have many happy days left with you! And so many lovely Reynirs (and family!) by Abprallen, wavewright and GaelleDragons! I also loved to read the conversation about different spell traditions. Plus more Hotakainen-backstory by Joe Steele, and another one of scottishnottish´s amazing poems, and Vulpes your story was so cute too and aaahh! I´m in awe!
I missed all the fun... 

But I´m happy to be back and hopefully able to contribute a few things again. Butter Good!

[midwestmutt]

LOSS
Don't set a thing down.
While thinking of something else.
 Oh no! The remote!

[Mirasol]

Oh midwestmutt, I relate to this a bit too much... It also inspired me to write a little something as well:

Loss

“Sigrun! Sigrun, have you seen my knife??? It was right here! Come on, it can´t just disappear like that?!”

Emil looked around himself hectically. He just had it in his hand. Than a bird or something cried and he looked away for five seconds and it was gone. Sigrun looked up from packing her backpack.

“How´d you manage to lose it? Fell off the rock you were sitting on?” She chuckled.

 “I don´t know! Do you see it somewhere around here?”

Sigrun at least pretended to scan the area around her. Then she got up demonstratively slow and leaned against a tree grinning.

“Sorry little guy. Haven´t seen it.”

She was lying. She was so obviously lying. It made Emil furious. He started spilling out the insides of his half-packed backpack while angrily cursing to himself.



Sigrun watched the Swede´s antics from over at her tree. Should she tell him? She figured no. He would notice eventually. For now it was way too entertaining watching her right-hand-warrior franticly searching for the knife that was exactly where it was supposed to be: in its scabbard, on his belt.

[midwestmutt]

My favorite camping game appears to be "Where is it this time?", and one of my camp rules is always put something back where you expect it to be. The 2nd may sound obvious but you wouldn't believe how many odd places I keep things just because they became a habit somehow.

[Mirasol]

I have in some situations resorted to keeping pencils in my hair because I would lose them in seconds otherwise. So "odd places" sounds familliar. :'D

[Annuil]

Ahah, great story, Mirasol, so true!

And your haiku is wonderful, as always, midwestmutt

The loss of the sheep! Oh, how much I understand your pain and sorrow, Reinir! Beautiful drawing, GaelleDragons!

(I accidentally did the replying in the reverse order...)