With the Breydon wyrm going back into its slumber, and the Faroe Islands female wyrm away from Great Yarmouth, our team’s business is almost through. But there remain a few loose ends to tie up, and Geoffrey MacAlpine’s the man to do it. Read about his curious conversation with the most subtle person involved in the laying of the wyrms in “Epilogue: Two days later,” the concluding chapter to my weekly serial, As the Wyrm Tyrns. If you want to read the story from start to finish, you can start here or here.
This was originally going to be a short story, a gift to two fellow bloggers when I went to visit one of them last summer. And yes, I did ask their permission to create thinly disguised alter egos of them. One has a photography site and blog that often features Florida birds, the other writes a fiction blog, though she, too is branching out into photography of the Norfolk (England) landscape. Pay them a visit if you want to see the work of Jacintha’s and Calpurnia’s originals.
As I say, this was meant to be a short story. It’s a curious fact that I usually know how my stories will end, but the route they ultimately take to get there is more complicated (and I hope more interesting) than what I initially envision. I had some fun with this one, but in the process turned it into a story that runs 75 pages in manuscript! And I’m so used to “Calpurnia” and “Jacintha” than I have taken to calling their real-life originals by those names when I’m not being careful. For that reason alone, I’m glad to be wrapping up this story.
And it’s time to take a break. I don’t expect to start up any new stories or have much else to post for about a month. After that, we’ll see. Thanks for following the most recent story, and I hope to see you back here when I return.
The Nude Snake Charmer by Paul Trouillebert (1829 – 1900)
Our heroes have made their share of mistakes. Geoff and Gwen just got dumped into Breydon Water thanks to one of them. But it’s a long wyrm that has no tyrning, and the Breydon wyrms are 60 feet long, so they have a lot of tyrnings! Watch our valiant team of magicians (and their associates) engage in “The laying of the wyrms,” in chapter 19 of As the Wyrm Tyrns.
Our valiant team of magicians, along with a cambion and a normal human, prepare to put down the wyrms using Guinevere Satterthwaite’s plan. If they fail, Great Yarmouth could be laid waste and the Royal Family lose its most photogenic couple! But “No plan is without risks” in chapter 18 of As the Wyrm Tyrns, and all three of Calpunia Kingsley’s daughters are on the firing line as this story reaches its climax!
Kate and Willy, the Duchess and Duke of Cambridge, are arriving in town, the English Council of magicians is getting nervous, and one of the wyrms is pregnant. But the shoe is literally on the other foot this time as Calpurnia Kingsley can now walk on both feet again. So all our magicians are setting out for their final showdown with the wyrms. They’re using a plan put together by a woman whose troubles always accompany her, so what could possibly go wrong? It’s time for “One last try?” in chapter 17 of As the Wyrm Tyrns.
One reason a regular gun won’t work against a wyrm: wyrms are BIG!
Illustration circa 1690 by Johann Ulrich Kraus (1655-1719)
Why did Ursula try to prevent Jackie from shooting the wyrm? What makes Marcus even more sour than usual? And when is Calpurnia going to go clothes shopping? More problems fall upon our unlucky team of magicians as they try to keep Great Yarmouth from being burnt to the ground. But help is about to arrive from a very unexpected quarter in chapter 16, “Students of nature and magic,” this week’s addition to As the Wyrm Tyrns, my serial novel about the dangers of undomesticated fire-breathing supernatural creatures.
Our band of heroic (or at least temperamental) magicians have a goal, “Finding the wyrms’ lair,” in chapter 15 of As the Wyrm Tyrns. And wouldn’t you know, it’s the scholarly Calpurnia that sets them in the right direction. Or maybe it’s Ursula who puts them in harm’s way. Or Jacintha who walks into the jaws of death. Or . . . oh, go read the chapter, why don’t you!
The Seven Against Thebes, a team effort that didn’t end well.
(Illustration from “Stories from the Greek Tragedians” by Rev. Alfred J. Church, M.A. (1879))
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You’ll figure out why by the end of the chapter!
Romance, explosions, sex, family conflicts, monsters, well-intentioned people who screw everything up, backstabbing politics — it’s all here as our team of intrepid magicians, and the weird offspring of one of them, spend most of their time at cross purposes instead of putting down the wyrms of Breydon Waters. “We’re just trying to be helpful” in chapter 14 of As the Wyrm Tyrns.