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    By RIP Lady Olivia, 2020-04-24

    The last of the servants to leave was Anna, having packed up all of her Lady's belongings in numerous trunks. She had no earthly idea of what would become of the estate but heard tell of a distant relation who would be taking the reins; they had already sent word that the entirety of the...

    Nozze Nell'Alta Società! - A Report From Rome

    By Abbondio Rezzonico, 2020-04-17
    Nozze Nell'Alta Società! - A Report From Rome

    Translated from the Venetian newspapers


    Thursday, April 16th, 1790
    a Report sent by Express Courier

    from Our...

    Crossroads: Part I

    By RIP Lady Olivia, 2020-04-11

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    Still Life

    By RIP Lady Olivia, 2020-04-08

    After an early evening meal, I planned to walk to my old retreat; a small structure just south of the main house on the hillside that, at one time, may have been a small orangery. It was a cool evening but I chose to continue on rather than go back for a...

    Movement 'neath the stone

    By RIP Lady Olivia, 2020-04-07
    Movement 'neath the stone

    The ocean's salted kiss alighted on my brow before I ever saw the sea. The dust from the hooves ahead swirled about the curtained window of the carriage like fairies, beckoning me homeward. To be home...

    So much had happened in Spain. My mother's family never took much interest...

    Bellevue Basement Design

    By Zed Tremont, 2019-12-16
    Bellevue Basement Design


    I'm sorry it's been a long time ago that I added something on this website. Bellevue has been laying dormant for some time but I did pick it up a few months ago again and been working quite hard on the basement. Basic models of the vaulted ceilings are done, doors, rooms,...

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    Hooked on Graphics

    By Tatiana Dokuchic, 2019-12-12

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    A Scent of Lavender; Part 2

    By Myfanwe Resident, 2019-08-27
    A Scent of Lavender; Part 2

    Another day of walking.  My bare feet now dirty, sore and bruised.  My body as well.  I had not bathed in days and my food was low.  Unable to read the written signs at crossroads or turns or outside estates, I had long ago lost direction.  And I saw no other people.  Yes, field workers...

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    A Scent of Lavender: Part 1

    By Myfanwe Resident, 2019-08-21
    A Scent of Lavender: Part 1

    A spoken tale as I do not yet know how to read or write and for this I beg your indulgence.

    I was born a poor French girl to a poor family of farm workers. My Papa is a fine man, a gentle man, a wise man who knows much about life, its wonders and its sufferings.  He has...

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    MORWENA - Chapter 1

    By Contessa Elena Marina Foscari, 2019-07-23

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    Morwena had spent the afternoon down by the shore collecting Clams and Mussels.  She could already imagine...

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