LINKDING

<blockquote>I’m beginning to regret my life choices, Saul. Also, hello from the edge of the galaxy. Also, surprise! I know this isn’t what you had in mind when you said “Keep in touch, Hazel” but this planet doesn’t exactly invoke the muse of letter writing. The muse of extremely long voice messages however . . . So. Want to know what’s this world’s like? Rocky, empty, and bleak in all directions, except one. The sky’s so stormy and green it looks like I’m trudging through the bottom of an algae-infested pond. I’ve got this 85-million-dollar suit between me and the outside, but I swear, I’m suffocating on the atmosphere. Also, I’m 900 meters away from where I need to be with no vehicle to get me there except my own two legs. So here I am. Walking.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Meriadoc the Magnificent is a popular figure of folklore, but how many of the stories are true? What, for example, is to be made of the claim that he regularly corresponded with a king? After centuries of bitter debate, at last these questions can be answered. Thanks to an extraordinary discovery, Meriadoc and his king can speak to us in their own voices, clear across the gulf of years.</blockquote>

<blockquote>An isolated farmer finds a badly wounded man in a ruined farm. Six hundred years later, a historian researching King Elessar comes across a sealed letter. What links these two events is a story long forgotten.</blockquote> ➤ Love the frame story, love the outside pov, love the assumptions on why it's unreasonable to believe that the letter is actually Aragorn's because of assumptions about kingliness!

<blockquote>Maia's aunts all take an interest in Vedero's passion for astronomy.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Extracts from the correspondence of Capt. Frederick Wentworth of the Royal Navy, written during the autumn and winter of 1814-15.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Dear Readers, When a scullery maid in the Tarleton household finds a charm bag under her mattress, it's certainly enough mystery to liven up our days -- especially since Cecy is expecting, and can't work magic until the child is born! Luckily, we adore a mystery. And our ladies' maids, Reardon and Walker, are no slouches themselves at helping us sort out pickles. Love, Kate and Cecy</blockquote>

<blockquote>TO: Commander Spock, USS Enterprise NC-1701 FROM: Sybok, Vulcan Embassy, San Francisco, Earth RE: T’Pring lol</blockquote>

<blockquote>A long, hard road to a happy ending.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Prompt: “missing scenes from Europe…the give and take between them once they’re adults.”</blockquote>

<blockquote>Letters from Mars to Earth, between early colonists and their loved ones.</blockquote>

P31 ➤ The one with the portal to mars in the writer's cellar

<blockquote>Imperial Sanitation Specialist Yaran Avoset discovers a jam in Death Star garbage compactor 3263827. His superior is not amused. Fortunately, a resourceful man can go far in the Imperial Navy. Or, how the Death Star got dianogas. Words by Carmarthen, art by motetus.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Exiled to the University of Graz in Austria, Mercutio writes letters home.  Mine own Tybalt, if I may still call thee so, I am in such an agony of boredom that I have resorted to study. I can hear you now, as if you were here, rumpling my blankets without regard for their order and glowering at me about duty until I must stop your mouth or smother you with a pillow.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Lune, his family, his friends, and some unfortunate members of the Avran nobility. </blockquote>

<blockquote>Digory comes home from the war, but Polly is still fighting hers.</blockquote>

➤ a letter from Jane Austen to her sister Cassandra goes awry and goes to the Cassandra famously of Troy

<blockquote>After risking the neck of her loved ones and herself during her perilous sea voyage aboard The Basilisk, and the discoveries made at Keonga, Isabella, Lady Trent, returns to Scirland with the aim of publishing her research. And yet, given the level of secret knowledge she now possesses, she is reduced to waiting to reveal her new academic discovery until royal decrees can be lifted and a fraught political situation avoided. In her idle frustration, Isabella vents her spleen upon the shoddy research published by lesser men with swollen heads in local journals. Enjoy the following collection of letters, found in a trunk of mislaid scholarly documents left behind when she removed to Linshire for the season.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A selection of letters from Anne and Frederick's first year of marriage.</blockquote> ➤ letters from/to more than just the two of them

<blockquote>A collection of letters to and from England and Brazil, 1912-13.</blockquote>

<blockquote>An additional collection of letters reveals that the conquests of the Vicomte de Valmont were not confined to the ladies of the controversy.</blockquote>

<blockquote>While working with Vecchio, a lonely Fraser puts a personal ad in the Chicago Tribune. Kowalski answers.</blockquote>

<blockquote>A modern teenage girl goes into the Wardrobe, meets Aslan, and learns a secret locked away for over 60 years. Written for the 2011 Narnia Fic Exchange to address "The Problem of Susan" "OMG. I could be pulling drinks a char-bucks and going to the Chicago Blues Fest. Instead, I'm so stuck in Fordwich, Kent, UK for the whole &&%^$!;char-%#!! summer going through my Gran Su's wardrobe. IKR? Pity me, back up vocals of the F-list. This is going to suck."</blockquote> ➤ or: Susan's granddaughter goes through her things after her death, and posts about it on her personal LJ

<blockquote>Being the Account of a Madcap Decision Made by Two Young Ladies of Quality, for the Good of People Everywhere.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Concerning the courtship of Queen Dovasary Haiming Temaida Balitang and other events during the fall of 468 H.E. in the Copper Isles, as compiled by Alianne Crow (nee Cooper).</blockquote>

<blockquote>During a meeting Joly accidentally lets it slip to Enjolras that Grantaire is in love with him. Told entirely through text messages.</blockquote>

<blockquote>First meetings of the Friends of the ABC, in a series of letters which also almost became historic.</blockquote>

<blockquote>We, the People: a thirty-year retrospective and an examination of the role of the Nation in world history, for Earth Atlantic, 7 December 2035, excerpt.</blockquote> ➤ this is one of those stories where I'm not quite sure I understand everything, but it's wonderful anyways

<blockquote>In which Marcus is a historical novelist and almost all the characters are Roman-British historical reenactors; a romance in emails and bickering over historical details, with guest appearances by EVERYONE.</blockquote> ➤ modern au of the book The Eagle of the Ninth, where they're all in a historical reenactment group together ➤ it's a delightful fic, written by someone who Knows what historical reenactment groups are like. it's exquisitely well drawn and so funny ➤ written entirely in the format of emails on the group's listserv ➤ includes Marcus/Esca but is about the cast as a whole, really, and I love to see all the different characters making an appearance! ➤ 5k words in length

➤ In which three employees try to figure out how to kill and stuff and mount an alien critter with acid blood and no internal skeleton. And also deal with bureaucratic nonsense.

<blockquote>It's not like Boots cares about Cave Theory, anyway.</blockquote>