I wrote this about a year ago with an entirely different starting intent — I keep trying to write a librarian story, and the idea in my head keeps morphing into something else the moment I start typing.  This time it turned into an insane fantasy/chick lit/Arthurian pastiche that was so far from the rather dark, serious, non-Arthurian idealet I started with, I have no idea how this even happened.

But I think it’s kind of fun.  Happy Pixel-Stained Technopeasant Day.  I hope you enjoy.

The Faire, Ophelia, and Ranulf
By Jenna Waterford