"RESOLUTIONS" EDITED BY: Miriam Belle CREATIVE CONSULTANT: Simply_Cyn Author's Note: Before reading this final chapter to "Beyond Nocturne" I highly recommend that you read the previous chapters. The following may be confusing if you don't. *** The sun slowly rose from its slumber, the sky turning to a pastel display of soft yellows, oranges, pinks...
Lydia Benson's head pounded, stomach groaned and feet throbbed as she eased her 1999 Beamer into her brand new 3 car garage. Switching the engine off as she clicked the garage door closed behind her, Lydia slowly accepted the dreams of grandeur she had fixated over in her 20's of marrying a rich doctor and leading a life of nonstop traveling, shopping and 3p...
Lydia was on her belly, laying under a pine tree, silently watching the small band of coarse chain and leather covered men ride through her valley. Her pale blue eyes tracked their movement, but even better, her hearing followed the rattle and clang of steel and her nose could easily follow the stench of sweat, oil and horse. They talked in hushed tones as i...
Lydia pulled up at the front of the O'Sullivan farm the Tuesday after her house purchase settled. She was here to speak to Anna. They'd originally organised to meet at Toowoomba, but Anna had rung to let her know she'd had a bad morning. She'd wanted to cancel. Lydia, who'd had to hype herself up to drive to Toowoomba and had in fact already left home by t...
"Hey, Darguni... want to have some fun?" He licked his lips. "Hey, Quinn..." His eyes tracked away. "Uh, yeah, not today." Jogging off, he caught up with Lydia. Quinn stood there and blinked. She had to tell somebody. "Did you talk to mom?" "Yeah..." Lydia sighed and brushed her hair out of her face. "She's willing to let me practice with her, but no mor...
Bradly stuck his head in the door. "Um, Lydia?" On the couch, Grogek sat in the middle, Susan leaned against him from one side, Elunara leaned against him from the other. Lydia leaned over the back of the couch, her arms around Grogek's neck. "Yes, Bradly?" she straightened up, her hands on Grogek's shoulders. He stepped in and cleared his throat. "Would...
American new-arrival Lydia Kennedy (36) was poised to become the new woman in the life of retired engineer Alan Meadows (43). Lydia was the older sister of the tourist kayaker Olivia who'd met Alan briefly five weeks earlier when she'd been exploring the length of the sound. Returning home Olivia and had told her sister about the set-up that would be perfe...
Lydia sat on the platform and sighed. She felt kind of silly, just sitting here all day staring at her husband. What she needed was a hobby. Well, she had a hobby, but she liked sharing it with Darguni. This time of day, both Darguni and Bradly were in the yard. Knowing what she'd seen firsthand, while the sons were technically trainees, they were next under...
By Dan57 and Cih Lydia woke up early as she had to walk three miles to the cotton fields. The other workers used pick up lorries but it was for her an easy way to exercise somewhat. Cotton harvesting is tedious but not overmuch demanding. The only problem was the terrible heat of the Indian summer. The workers used to start working early in the morning and...
After Lydia and I sought out Klimmek, we returned him his satchel. It was the late evening now, and all of Ivarstead was in a tense edginess. Surprisingly, there was a couple more wailing noises from the barrow last night, and the guards were all on alert. It reminded me about Wilhelm's request for us to check out the ruins, but I was so tired after the hike...