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Molly Marjorie
Bio
A linguist-poet and storyteller, Molly Marjorie specializes in coming-of-age fantasy stories, primarily set in the world of Nideon. She also hosts and produces the Reading Circle Temple podcast.
Stories (48/0)
Natural Magic Chapter 10
Read Chapter 9 Here Listen to This Chapter Here When her fabric magic class began. Ayan was unsure of her teacher. Mr. Depping was tall and frail looking, with white curls and a slightly bent back. His Faraday shirt was off-white and ill-fitting. His orange and white tie was smudged with dirt, and his trousers were wrinkled with tattered hems. Worst of all, the coarse fabric from which his clothes were made grated in her ears. Ayan had never been wealthy, but she had bartered with the local Xurugwi temple for cotton, linen, and sometimes satin scraps that she could piece together. Surely, Mr. Depping's salary was enough that he could have bought something better than canvas to wear.
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Chapter 9
Read Chapter 8 Here Listen to This Chapter Here Key left for her class shortly after Tilli and Mat. Her morning did not go well. Her first class was algebra, which she unfortunately shared with Miriam. Ayan had it as well, however, which made Miriam's presence more tolerable. Then she had history of the Major Continent, which she and Matsias had both requested, in the hope that they would have it together, only he was in the afternoon section. After that, she learned Miriam was also in her Nefralean Literature class. Ayan wasn't. Her final class before lunch was electrocasting in room 301B. She had done two circuits around the third floor before someone caught her attention.
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Chapter 8
Read Chapter 7 Here Listen to This Chapter Here Breakfast the next morning consisted of more traditional Nefralean foods, namely a type of porridge made from rice and topped with shredded coconut, alongside a variety of fruits. When Tilli and Key arrived in the cafeteria, Ayan and Miriam waved to them. Key paused, but Mat arrived a moment later, his crutch in one hand and his tray in the other, making a beeline for the table. Key sighed and followed her brother. Tilli saw that Mat's clothes looked pressed, but his face had the same look Tilli got whenever she transported from Agrona to Nefrale. "Trouble sleeping?"
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Chapter 7
Read Chapter 6 Here Listen to This Chapter Here Ura carried Matsias all the way back to the Truuit's trailer. She held him tightly and kicked at the door until a stunned Key opened it. Then she hurried inside and deposited Matsias into a chair.
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Chapter 6
Read Chapter 5 Here Listen to This Chapter Here The rest of the trip to Faraday passed in silence. After about five minutes, the one-handed girl asked Tilli to get her backpack down, and extracted an embroidery hoop from it. A special wrist strap attached to her right elbow and held the hoop in place while she worked the needle with her left hand. Tilli spend most of the ride trying to figure out where she had seen the girl. A one handed girl who does embroidery, Tilli thought, Surely there can't be that many people out there like that? But the harder she thought about it, the more distant the girl's identity became. Tilli couldn't even place her by her accent, which she normally excelled at.
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Chapter 5
Read Chapter 4 Here Listen to this chapter here Miriam's mouth must have been hanging open because Key turned around and smiled down at her. "Are you still hung up on the I'm-a-girl thing? Don't worry about it, Miriam. It surprises lots of people."
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Fiction
Confessions to My Mom
Dear Mom, I don't really know where to begin. Last year, you told me about your neighbor's anger that her mother had sold you her house. You described, in detail, the tears coming down the woman's face as she saw her inheritance turned over to a stranger. You told me you didn't want me living in that resentment. You didn't want me spreading stories of your betrayal to whoever you sold the house to. "I don't want anything like that between us," you said, "you'll tell me if you have a problem, right?" And I told you I would. But, like I said... I don't know where to begin.
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Confessions
The Problem with Thank You Notes
So, I'm writing thank you letters for the wedding. And I'm really stressed about it. Because the wedding was back in February, and it's almost June. I keep internally punishing myself for not having finished them, for not having mailed them out.
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Humans
Natural Magic Chapter 4
Read Chapter 3 Here Listen to this chapter here Miriam must have gotten on at the last stop because it was only about half an hour before the train reached the station at Faraday. Key pulled Mat's crutch down from its spot on top their bags. "Do you..." she trailed off.
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Chapter 3
Read Chapter 2 Here Listen to this chapter here Tilli, Sam and Cadolina had been riding on the train for an hour. It had been a tense hour. When they had boarded, Cadolina wanted to look for her friends from Liberty House, but Sam pointed out that they might be taking a later train, since they didn't have to be at school as early as Tilli and Caddie did. And those that were arriving early likely weren't on the train yet. Cadolina had stood in the corridor, on the verge of finding a different car while Sam smiled serenely up at her. Then she rolled her eyes, sat next to the window, and stuck her nose in a book, occasionally peering over the top of it, as if expecting to see her siblings plotting her murder. Sam tried to spark a conversation once or twice, but it fizzled, so they sat in silence, Sam staring at his hands, Cadolina sending both of them nasty looks, and Tilli... wishing desperately for a transportation station.
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Chapter 2
Read Chapter 1 here Listen to this chapter here When Ayan woke up, Audeni was still asleep. Not wanting to disturb her, Ayan quietly dressed in her school uniform and went downstairs to the hotel lobby. It wasn't hard to be quiet. Ayan's foster mother had trained her and her brother, Leo, to be thieves, so Ayan had learned early how to convince a silk skirt and shirt to barely rustle, even to a fabric wizard like herself. Though that that life was behind her, old habits died hard, and she left the room without even waking Audeni's dog, Watson.
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Fiction
Natural Magic Chapter 1
Listen to this chapter here It was a long walk to temple. The law dictating Pelan worship time had been purposely designed for inconvenience. Sutday, the middle of the week, and dawn. In winter, that meant the end of the work day. In summer, it meant five in the morning, and Matsias had trouble keeping his eyes open. He had been up all night lamenting the loss of his best friend, Key Truuit. Her parents, Thisaazhou traders who traveled up and down the Southern Continent all year, had decided to leave that day, never to return to the country of Ethion. It was just too dangerous.
By Molly Marjorie2 years ago in Fiction