"The Thin Line," Part CC
\*\*\*\*\* Much of the next morning, which was a drizzly late fall day, was spent indoors inspecting the kit of Platoon Thorn, Fourth Company, First Battalion, 37thRegiment of Foot. The first thing I did, however, was peer into Lieutenant...
"The Thin Line," Part O
\*\*\*\*\* At one level, things settled down a bit after that morning. Meadow and I regularly met and saw each other, to the point where our appearances together in the market-place caused no comment; at least, no comment that we could see. I did...
"The Thin Line," Part V
\*\*\*\*\* The thing I remember about that day, right at the end of summer, was how beautiful it was. "King's Weather," they called it. It was brilliantly sunny, not a cloud in the sky, mild, and with just enough breeze to make the Royal Standard...
"The Thin Line," Part L
\*\*\*\*\* The Lieutenant was growing more and more thoughtful and worried as we got closer to the bungalow. I asked him if he wanted me to perform a recce, and the fact that he was both listening and gave the offer thought was some kind of...
"The Thin Line," Part SS
\*\*\*\*\* In relating to you the story about the Battle of Mossford, I don't want to leave you with one mistaken impression: that Captain Chitterleigh played no role in the battle. Not only would that be untrue, it would be grossly unjust to...
"The Thin Line," Part QQ
\*\*\*\*\* I could swear that I had been out for only a few minutes when a paw started shaking my shoulder. Blinking awake, I couldn't tell precisely what time it was, since there was now a curtain tacked over the entrance to the dugout. I almost...
"The Thin Line," Part X
\*\*\*\*\* One of the strengths, they say, that elves have is our heightened senses. It is very difficult, so they say further, to catch an elf unawares. Those who "say" have probably never seen an elf in the throes of moody self-pity. Which...
"The Thin Line," Part PP
\*\*\*\*\* In a few minutes, I was seated on an overturned biscuit box, greedily sucking down mug after mug of hot, sweetened tea. By the time I had finished my third one, my paws stopped shaking and my breathing had returned to something...
"The Thin Line," Part E
\*\*\*\*\* I got up at one point during the early morning hours to go into the kitchen. While extreme even by the standards of Faerie, I did perform a quick check with Gramerye on that icebox to see if anything Eldritch was present. Nothing...
"The Thin Line," Part LL
In the days after the Solstice, I continued to aggressively patrol the area around Lark's Rise at night, under the watchful gaze of the moon, Fuma's Tail, and what I imagined was a number of the residents of that small hamlet. A number of the furs...
"The Thin Line," Part OO
\*\*\*\*\* There's an old joke about a recipe book, where the first step in preparing a feral rabbit stew is "first, catch your rabbit." It was all well and good that we were on the way back home. The problem was that the forest in between our...
"The Thin Line," Part VV
\*\*\*\*\* Meadow had my tunic trousers down around my ankles. Which, of course, sounds like the opening to one of those kinds of novels. No, in this case, it was for the mundane (but decidedly welcome) purpose of cleaning out the leg-wound...