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Once again change has come to the community of Start Rift and the Academy.
A plot here,a murder there, intrigue, theft and the non stop pursuit of hedonistic pleasure is 'business as usual' for the greater community; at the Academy there is a building power struggle one expected to end violently.
Second, centered around two members of the Academy leadership Chancellor Storm Dragon and Headmistress Charity; revenge has been sworn, with the murder of many school Masters and Journeymen, death and destruction of businesses who deal with either of these two, and much more are placed at their feet.
For Charity, one who is constantly swept up into such chaotic messes, this is 'business as usual.' ******************************************* ******************************************* Looking down over the community is a lone tower, a run down clock long since grown over with vines and other flowering plants; the heights where the bells used to chime daily now the home for the stilled bells and the birds that nest within. Many still use the lower floors and rooms for private trysts between lovers or groups of them, sometimes holding wild chases or full scale hedonistic to the extreme parties.
Never are the uppermost levels used for great and trapped doors of iron secure them yet. However, today is an exception, as there is a couple sharing in the company of one another's loving attention. Literally have they scaled the outer walls; the gentleman has climbed the walls so fast and steady, his beloved clutching him for dear life (even though she was in no true danger), that anyone observing would swear a great cat leaped and ran UP them.
"Now then, where did those exquisite little treasures go to? I thought I had seen them around here, no? Or did I leave them here instead?" His voice is soft and melodious as if one was listening to a spring breeze moving across the treetops of a forest. His hands flow over her abdomen, causing a peal of giggles and squeals to erupt as each of her ticklish spots is discovered. Long and deep does that laughter continue, for in each hand is a large feather then with a swirl of his fingers they become a pair, three and then four.
"Now for the next part of my search I will commence to explore your feet and legs, then work up for wonders to be discovered beneath that inviting skirt of yours; and those legs growl!" The young lady, Sassa looks down at her love with rapturous anticipation at the enticements he is about to carry out; giggles break loose before he even starts.
One foot held firmly, yet gently in his hands - the hidden strength and power shows the absolute control and discipline he has on each muscle he commences to apply the feathers to draw out a riot of laughs and giggles to the point she is squirming like a happy mouse in a cheese factory.
Playfully she shakes her head while taking in his amusing smile and sheepish grin, one feline ear flared straight up and the other laying pressed forward along his cheeks. He made each one independently move out, up, down and in circles she soon realizes he is using a flag code as the great galleons do to communicate!
His words are "I L U V Y O U growl!" He moves on with his "search" along her leg with lips kissing and cheek caressing her muscles and each soft curve as well up to the hem of her skirt. Taking it into his mouth, the fabric rich with her heady scents, he moves it upward, revealing her thighs and then her uncovered womanhood, the source of pleasure he loves to give to all women from his past.
"Oh my look at this rich and wonderful area we have yet to search! May I do so my lady dear?" So innocent of a tone does his expression convey when he speaks she cannot help but laugh again.
Nodding quickly he moves to get closer to her womanhood. ====== Wow! Sassa experiences a rising tide of heat, passion, and desire. Each one mixes with another, ebbing and flowing with each movement of his tongue and lips on her vagina. Her nipples stand up, pressing against that simple silken blouse straining to keep them hidden from the world.
Oh how much bliss she feels in each part of her being; he is showing her just how much pleasure she can expect and find from daring to explore. His lips press onto her inner thighs, sending a cascade of intense, electrical rivers of pleasure comparable to the first roars of an approaching flood or peals of thunder saying a storm is soon to be at hand.
One pulsing, body shaking, squeal inducing, sensation of the storm encompasses her mind. So strong is the desire she feels all of her body crying out for the storm to be summoned. She smells the heady mixture of rain, flowers, life being lived, along with the stale scents of old wood, cloth and dust layered upon dust. His tongue sweeps across her womanhood once again, expertly moving in a alphabet soup of an A, X, H, K, Y and T.
Closer the storm comes, building into a wall of dark clouds, billowing and swirling with the intensity of her passions; lightning cascading in great swirls of color and sharp bolts slamming to the ground, thunder peals aloud in unison with her squeals of desire.
Biting on her lower lip, hands' moving down to hold her beloved in place, her body shudders with the pending release of the storm.
Once, twice and a third time her back arches upward, only being held down by the iron grip of his on her body. Her body shakes violently as the thunder roars, winds howl, and the full pent up energy of the storm is unleashed and her release of pleasure occurs. Such is the heady mood it places her in she fails to hear or feel the tower shaking violently, the sound of the beams supporting the great bells tearing asunder, or the alarmed shock showing on her beloved's face.
Her own scream is drowned out by the chorus of noise about the both of them. ====== In one swift move her beloved, the cat-folk monk known as Dancing Tiger, tosses her into the air and swirls his cloak about her body as she is caught again in his arms.
Hoping the magical protections embedded in his cloak will keep her safe he looks up, seeing the great support beam holding the massive bells aloft begin its final set of death throws.
Forgoing the stairs down he leaps through the archway to an outer balcony as five massive sets of lightning slam into the area; stone is rent and shatters, hurling projectiles from small pebbles to massive ton or more in mass blocks all about.
From the balcony to the banister edging he moves faster than a enraged lion dodging each flying bit of stone and debris coming after them. Metal clangs upon metal as the mighty bells commence their final movement in the tower, sundering the floor apart as each of their hundred ton mass makes impact, imploding the uppermost structure of the tower.
One step ahead of the collapse he literally runs DOWN the wall, so well tuned is mind and body that he is able to find purchase and balance upon the tiniest of projections stone, wood, vine or even the pedals of a flower. The lightning repeatedly strikes at him and his beloved. Once, twice, four and a dozen more times.
Now it is a race between him, the fury of nature gone mad and the death throws of the bell tower. For the safety of his beloved it is one he intends to win. ====== People in the market and surrounding homes, shops and buildings watch the death of the tower; most assuming that the lightning strikes are the cause. Some of them though, close enough to observe and feel the earth shaking crash at the end claim to have seen a lone figure some say it was a ghost claiming final revenge on the sight of its death, others it was a mage who failed in some grand experiment gone horrifically wrong.
Others though, much more cynical; claim that a mother-in-law was gaining revenge upon the ex-lover of her scorned daughter. He hits the ground running flat out, seeking to get to shelter any shelter as soon as possible. As if possessing a living intellect of its own, the storm keeps pursuing; inhuman wails merge with the wind, the sounds of the banshee letting him know his life is forfeit this night.
Twisting, turning, leaping off of buildings, banisters, rails and all manner of crates he dodges the continuous stream of lightning bolts. Running and leaping across a small park he makes it halfway over a footbridge when their luck finally runs out.
One, two and then five more bolts of primordial, white hot electricity slam into him. Flung bodily into a shops outer wall he folds his body about Sassa as they land in a heap of refuse. Witnesses say twenty or more bolts of lightning came down afterward, as if nature held a grudge against him for violating some ancient law that set forth the most intense of punishments.
All of those same watchers figured that is the end for them both; and the subsequent collapse of the shop wall, a massive structure of five stories of solid hewn stone, onto their location guarantees it. The excitement of the moment past, they all go back to their lives, while the howls of the shop owner rise louder and louder from the loss of business inflicted.
====== Minutes pass without any movement anywhere to be seen or more lightning coming down. Suddenly he leaps into the air, twin blades drawn to cover his loves arising unto her feet. A quick glance shows the magical wards in his cloak making its wearer impervious to lightning, has left her whole and hale.
"My lady," he declares to her, "I have to admit, you are the first one I have pleasured who called down the very fires of the skies with her delight." Though her chuckle and tender guiding glance to a window nearby shows the truth his clothing is torn and smoking from the hits he has taken, as well as his white hair with the black circles of spots, standing on end from the electrical forces exposed.
Now she understands, seeing him in action tonight, how her love has gained the name "Dancing Tiger." ********************************* ********************************* Within the central wonders of the Academy is the Great Hall, stretching for almost a mike in length and half that wide; soaring to great flying arches that support large panels of glass enchanted with the hardness of steel.
One hundred floors climb to the main heights with balconies and walkways overlooking the edges; bridges of exquisite work cross from one side to the other as well, graceful in appearance one thinks they will crumble on the first persons weight emplaced upon yet so strong that a army of elephants could not shake one. Work progresses on the preparations for the coming grand ball no expense is being spared, no effort for the meals, drinks and entertainment is too small or large for consideration or addition.
Great tapestries have been hung along with wonderful banners with illusions cast upon showing ever shifting scenes and images upon them. Diverse as the students and scholars who attend the academy so are those represented in the preparation as one group of chefs swap recipes with a gathering of Djinn Nobles (these are able to grant wishes as one who finds and rubs a legendary lamp).
Center of all this activity is a raised dais upon which great events and proclamations are usually made; though such is not its usage for this day. Surrounding the speaker is a gathering of Journeymen, black clad and facing outward to form a protective and all encompassing circle as if awaiting an open assault upon their charge at any moment. To each side of the speaker stands a trio of large statues of living onyx stone; save they are not a statue curled horns, sweeping wings, spiked tail and talons both on feet and hands show them clearly to be gargoyles.
The speaker is none other than the Master Fox-glove yet again making his next round of accusations and series of fabricated slander, insults, and alleged crimes and atrocities by the faction of the Chancellor and his minions.
Step by systematic step his impassioned presentation is made with skill and confidence, mixed with the fiery venom of a cobra and the intoxication of one with sheer raw animal charisma. Subtly woven into his words is a spell cast to catch the hearers attention, to make them see him as a friend and an ally, while making those he so rails against as more of an enemy than before.
To further this along, his students and paid agents have been given the words and questions laced so well with all manner of innuendo to stir up the passions against the Chancellor; and especially against the one who now holds rank above him Charity, the newest Headmistress of the school.
Just even the thought of this latest disgrace and insult to him makes his face burn red hot. Fully does his slander and spinning of tales encompass Charity; basing them upon a band of cat-folks who set up all manner of trouble nearly fifty years before, he attempts to show that the mere fact of one being present will set off as he claims repeatedly is occurring a Armageddon of disasters that can only be stopped by the elimination of her and the removal of the Chancellor from his office.
He portrays her as nothing but a floozy, a whore and trollop who used her evil charms to seduce the Chancellor into granting her the title and thus usurped the authority of the academies traditions. "How many actually seen her complete the tests to become a Headmistress? How many? When? Where?
All we have is the word of the Headmistress Pele and our false and useless, lust smitten leader who now is gallivanting about like a puppy dog following its owner." Even the ongoing series of deaths among the schools Journeymen and Masters, among which many of his own faction joined in death when the inn they were at, was destroyed.
He links in his story the tale of Charity in the guise of the one called "Mystique" being a hidden assassin of the Chancellor hence the strong guard of men and gargoyles about his being…"for my own safety in this time of trouble I am trying to rectify…" With swift movement of hands and words of magical power and authority he creates a floating illusion, some seventy feet to a side so many can see clearly, the scenes of the students gathering clues and hunting down the murderer making them to be hero's instead of a bunch of clueless sycophants following a hothead into a trap.
"Here," he shouts again "here you see clearly the one called Mystique who struck them down without mercy and cause…the only one who could be her is again the cat-girl…" From three flashes of incandescent fires arrive a trio of beings; dressed in black, immaculately tailored suits, a staff of white ash in hand, they look on with eyes aglow in magenta fires.
Medallions of golden twin dancing tigers inset with precious gems hang about their necks. All eyes are drawn to those who now rank among the Masters of the Academy; rapping their staffs in unison three times upon the ground the image created by Fox-glove alters to show the real story behind the doomed band of students.
"Behold the truth in this matter. Not the set of lies and unwarranted slander told by this one before all of us." The three Fox brothers said in their usual coordinated, monotone voices, devoid of all emotion.
"We have investigated the matter of this devastation. Your Journeyman led the group to the fortune teller who turned out to be the assassin known as Mystique. The students did not 'follow a trail of clues to the home of Charity.' Instead they grew so frustrated by their own incompetence and the arrogance of a self chosen leader they walked into a trap." Turning to the crowds, their voices carrying clear to all "We have been keeping an eye on her home for some time now, figuring the assassins would soon make a move upon her.
On the night of the devastation, the fact is clear Charity and the Chancellor, along with the little dragon called Patches were nowhere near the place.
Our own agents are in contact with them always, as they are with many other here in the academy and elsewhere. Remember, with us there are no secrets that cannot be uncovered." The three brothers once again turn their full attention to Master Fox-glove.
"Understand this clearly, anyone who challenges the new Headmistress Charity challenges the entire school. In so challenging the school, they challenge us directly. In such a situation we shall deal with such enemies in a manner befitting along with extreme prejudice to their final time of existence." The gargoyles hold perfectly still, muscles and nerves locked firmly in place under the mental domination of the brothers hours will pass before they are again mobile.
Fox-glove stands though, visibly shaken. The three had via telepathy shown him exactly what they will do if he dares to move against Charity; in each screaming and horrifying detail they showed it.
Disappearing once again in the coordinated flashes of light; their last words echo down the length and breadth of the Great Hall. "Remember well all that has been declared, for we will provide no second warning." ====== Three sets of eyes watch clearly from on high, magic called Clairaudience (literally it allows anyone to hear a person from any location they are at), allows three robed and hooded beings to hear each and every nuance of the exchange.
Looking at the other two, one who displays feline hands quickly uses sign language to keep from being overheard while asking a question. Two quick nods follow rapidly and the third figure departs; a charge has been given in this great game being played out both within and without the Academy. Heading for the nearest exit to leave the school grounds he crosses side halls and down grand staircases while bypassing rooms, libraries and wonders beyond count and of undeterminable values.
He has been given his charge the systematic elimination of the followers of Mystique. ====== The two remaining cloaked figures continue their conversation; and expand it to encompass the Fox brothers as they arrive.
Quickly the most senior among them gives instructions, plus alternate plans for usage as need or the opportunity presents. For too long their chief enemy has been allowed to move and strike unopposed; as one has been directed so long ago, one of the Chancellors "Hidden Aces" puts plans into action.
Once all has been said and done all five go their separate ways. The game their enemy is playing is now escalating to a much more dangerous level; for the true might of the academy is now aroused to action, a sight few have witnessed, and lived long enough to say so. ********************************** ********************************** Over the next three days events change dramatically in the greater community and the Academy; once again the people begin to have hope in some normalcy returning to their lives.
Bounties have been placed upon each of the known members of Mystiques gang. For the crimes of murder and destruction of so many innocent lives and property they are sought out dead or alive. So massive are each of these that hunters come from across the cosmos to try their hand in collecting upon them. One such catch will more than set up a person to live as a king unto the end of their days. For Mystique, the bounty on her is summed up with one phrase: "Name your own price." Even more amazing is the revelation of Justin, son of the innkeeper has survived the devastation of Charities old home.
Due to a trick of the magical armbands entrusted to him by the Chancellor, he is hale and whole, and now the leader of a band of were-wolves that join in these hunts.
With him working as a liaison the Academy lets it be known that all reconstruction will be funded from their own treasury. Finally the date for the Academy ball is set. Four weeks away and more than that, the ball has been expanded to any in Stars Rift who wishes to attend.
Emphasis is given to the clear fact this is to be the biggest and best ball in the history of the Academy. **************************************** One being in the community is definitely NOT HAPPY, actually closer to contained, simmering rage at the mere fact of a bounty placed upon HER head.
Storming into her small house she just rages against the actions of her employer his voice dripping with contempt and arrogance at the fact of 'her incompetence now leading to the plans being changed yet again.' Everything had been working out fantastic; a plan of assassination, murder, terror and destruction carried forth by her and her men.
Even with the actions of that idiot Dancing Tiger and his self avowed war upon all of them they still carried out the plan. In flawless detail it had been carried out. Now though her entire world has been turned upside down!!!
That bounty, basically whichever hunter catches her names their own reward, now makes her the hunted instead of the other way around! Insolence on top of insolence by the Academies leadership! Removing her desert robe, she fingers the trio of holes made by arrows that caught in the fabric. Only by the barest whiskers distance has death eluded her yet again from the Dancing Tiger whelp!!!
Moving to the back of the house, she undresses and leaves the clothing scattered across the floor, caring not one wit if they get dirty or not. Right now all she cares about is a hot soak and having room to think, to lay the next plans or decide if it is time to bolt for greener pastures. In her bedroom she stops in front of the full length mirror that shows off her human physique.
Years of battle and conditioning have robbed her of any real beauty, yet the aura of absolute iron will and power exude to all those around. Yes, for the power and skill she has acquired the trading of beauty for wealth and all is a small price to pay. Picking up a deck of Tarot cards she feels the magical destruction locked away within each of them; they are to be used in the elimination of more Academy mages, and by the swiftest means possible to her and her men.
Or at the least, those who have survived the predations being carried out against them; the tales of the Academies reprisals are true, all too horrifyingly true. She takes one card between her thumb and index finger, feeling the texture and insignia on it; the trademark of her profession and the disguise given for her usage. "How very poetic it is that a legend involving Charity is used to cover up so much mayhem. Dominique has such a sense of humor and irony, her own past used to destroy her in the present…" "Very true indeed Mystique, or whatever your true name is," comes a feminine voice out of the shadows.
Shock registers on her face at the impossibility of there being an intruder here in the house. She has magical and mundane alarms from top to bottom of the house; if so much as a mouse had entered they would have alerted her with a silent, mental alarm. No one should be within the house, yet the chill running down her spine tells the tale clearly enough she, the hunter, has been brought to bay. The speaker becomes clear as she moves into the soft lantern light.
A thin framed woman, advanced in years and with her hair bound up in a cummerbund; robes and vest of some dark material, alive in the dancing colors of the aurora borealis practically radiate magical power. In her hand is a white ash staff, tipped in the bronze image of twin snow leopards at play. "I know very well from your every thought that you do recognize me, so do not even attempt the usual denials or such wasting of time.
I have to thank Charity for telling me of those Tarot Cards you use, or more precisely this employer of yours provided Dominique I think you called him?" Advancing towards Mystique step by casual step Headmistress Pele smiles a smile that lets one know the fate they have in store; and not a pleasant one at that.
Sensing via a form of ESP Pele is not caught off guard when with a flip of her wrist Mystique sends one of the cards, glowing and alive with explosive power, directly at her. A desperate, last ditch gamble for Mystique to win her freedom or take her assailant down as well when she goes into the waiting hands of death. Catching the card with her free hand, the power dissipates, nullified by a spell of Pele's designed to counter such hostile magic.
Of course, if it had detonated, for Pele it would have mattered not; such is one of her great secrets known only to the Chancellor and no others of the Academy. "A rare and wonderful gift Charity has, being able to talk mind to mind from such a distance.
Once we knew of the cards then it became a matter of tracing them to you, and using my agent to bring you to bay." said Pele. With a gesture of her hand Pele causes the body muscles of Mystique to lock hard and fast.
Only her breathing continues uninterrupted. "Now listen clearly, I will have the information I need from you. This is going to be very unpleasant as I peel away the layers of your mind like a ripe onion, causing you to descend into madness if you are fortunate. Also, I am going to give you a taste of the utter horror you have filled so many innocent lives with; a just payment for which I call you into account now for." Bringing the staff head level with her, Pele commands it to charge with the greatest of power within… Screams tear through the night along with flashes of blue and white lights; all within hearing distance know the hoards of the damned have come from beyond the grave and engaged one who so foully wronged them in life; to gain their vengeance once again and be able to rest in peace.
Finally then, comes the silence so stilled that it is all one could do to keep from hearing it scream. ====== Soon afterwards Pele is seen walking out of the house back towards the Academy. She passes by one man, who for all appearance is neither handsome or crude, nor even appearing the least bit capable of any violence save for the manner of his eyes years of experience won in the battles of back alleys and dark deals made at the end of a blade.
Quickly she turns upon him, pushing him with great force and strength belying her simple frame. "Queen takes Queen Dominique. Yes I know clearly who you are; we began this dance many years ago, and I turned away from it for a better calling.
You know nothing of mercy, compassion or love, of hope, honor or of doing well for the sake of good itself. I know the value to be found within them now." "Understand this much" she states clearly into his terror filled eyes "I will for the sake of our past and of the code I live by now, give you this one chance to flee with your life. Never come back or face the eternal ending I should give you here and now." "Your son killed the wife of the Chancellor and raped Charity as well; his final doom was more than justified.
Now here these too, if you think their wrath will be unstoppable, imagine the wrath of a mother who feels her child and her child's chosen mate are threatened will be like." "Good day then Dominique." She walks away in a casual stroll leaving the man shaken to the very core of his being.
********************************** ********************************** The Chancellor and Charity entered the Great Hall in an iridescent flash of lights and thunder echoing down its length. Quickly they each take in the ongoing preparations now approaching a frantic and fevered pitch pace.
It has been a good vacation, short though it was, for the two of them and soon enough a runner comes over to relay the news of the Headmistress Pele coming to meet with them. "Somehow I don't think this is going to go well," said Charity. The looks being sent her way are a mix of the curious to the downright hostile. In turn as they explore the Great Hall and pause to each little band of the staff so she may be formally introduced.
Such a wide range of expressions and emotions are displayed, from the chef who lively shakes her hand in genuine delight when she tried a offered desert and nearly choked from the utter bitter tartness the desired effect, unto the formal standoffishness of the societies highest masters of snobbery.
The latter show nothing but disdain and the 'holier than thou' attitude of the truly clueless and idiotic until it is very clear who she is then they become the most perfect sycophants possible in their never ending tail kissing. Just shaking her head after dealing with the diverse groups she understands more and more how much is now to be expected of her.
Without a thought she effortlessly sidesteps a flying carpet loaded with material passing by, sending the gown she wears black as midnight while alive with colors of the aurora dancing in a incandescent fire of colors. Patches, from his perch on her shoulder warbles and tears after the carpet to play a game of 'catch if catch can.' "Wonderful my dear girl wonderful," declares Headmistress Pele.
"You are a gem that few have seen yet in the full blossom of life." Charity though wonders about that as Pele and the Chancellor talk with one another he confirming each and every directive she has executed during his and Charities vacation. Her sensitive ears pick up the conversation murmured about her describing her as a "whore, floozy, trollop" to name just the more polite ones. Yet some counter these words describing what a wonder she is literally that she is who she is so give her a benefit of the doubt.
====== Those of the latter group have learned that with the spreading news of the death of Mystique - by the hands of the Headmistress Pele no less of Charities assist in the matter, gathering clues and information to find the one way to "lure Mystique into a trap within a trap." Pele just smiles quietly at these words, for Charity indeed held the key to destroying Mystique; she wants her to have the lion's share of the credit, determined to aid the betterment of the girl's reputation.
Many are shocked when she gives a contented little sigh, her smile wide and true. Contentment, yes, this is true she is truly content for the first time in ages. For Charity and the Chancellor she will do whatever it takes to ensure their future together.
Now though, only two viable threats remain that can change everything Master Fox-glove the puppet, and their true enemy, Dominique the puppet master. Oh how much Mystique pleaded at the end before death came to claim her, spitting and cursing against Dominique for a perceived betrayal. ====== "Charity just put it out of your mind, tonight we have more important matters to deal with," the Chancellor said to her.
Her reaction to these words is nothing more than a soft gulp as she appears about ready to bolt like a rabbit before a pack of wolves. He moves so swiftly as to take her utterly by surprise when he literally sweeps her up into his arms. Quickly he takes the lead in a dance without music; that is save for the song playing in their hearts for one another. All work nearby comes to a halt as the workers stop and observe the wonderment playing out before their eyes.
Her gown shifts from the midnight black unto one of glistening honey amber alive with light and shimmering fires of a new dawn. A vest of tailored to fit her form exactly shows off twin tigers at play with one another. A sash wraps about her waist, made of glittering thread-of-gold that appears almost ethereal in the gossamer web of design no one looking can be sure if it is real or imagined; such is the wonderment of the enchantment upon it.
The French braids she has set just so shift slightly as a glittering tiara of white gold encompasses her brow.
Set in a mixture of opals and amethysts, it glitters with a inner fire hinting at great magic awaiting to be set free. A necklace of woven chains gold and silver with symbols of twin storm dragons dances with waves of fires and light upon the one hundred precious stones set upon it. Dawning of understanding appears on many a face to the better for most as the sheer magnitude of the gift the Chancellor has given to his beloved.
A king's ransom ten times over just for her; so precious is she to him.
They see her whisper a soft 'I love you' with her mouth and the display of her eyes. In perfect timing they move through the steps of a soundless waltz, and as all watch in amazement the couple begins to fade from sight; becoming as transparent as smoke, then as the memory of a dream, ethereal like the web of a spider covered in the morning dew and sparkling in the sun.
Then they are simply gone. As the Chancellor hoped it would the gossip begins again, this time for the better. Now those who seen it first hand spread the real story, or this portion of it with the Chancellor and Charity.
********************************** ********************************** So effortless is the movement from the Great Hall to the quarters of the Chancellor she does not comprehend the move until their dance stops and she is able to look around.
Quickly enough they move on to their second dance for the evening, one so long in the expectation for both. Garments are shed and each takes the other into their arms, kisses and searching hands exploring and seeking one another.
The Chancellor again sweeps her into his arms and marveling at the grin about her face with what is to come as he moves to his great feathered bed. He brings forth many a laugh and giggle from her as he tickles each and every inch of her body with a single feather at first, then bringing about a dozen more to enhance this erotic enticement. From under her chin, down that luscious neck, to each shoulder and arm, and onto her breasts each one quivering just so with each set of giggles; she is ecstatic beyond anything he has seen of her so far.
On down to her belly button which causes her to almost double up in a loud squeal while arms and legs entangle with his. Romping around they make the little mistakes most couples do at the beginning, a elbow winds up here and a knee there, while a kiss missed a cheek and wound up on her forehead instead. A gentle and playful push sends him into a double bounce straight off the bed; his playful "I meant to do that" motion sends her over the edge into giddy giggling wonderment.
Finally they wind up with her on top, smiling with that impish grin again promising delights to be experienced and hopefully survive; her leg caressing his manhood to the point he passes the moon in excitement. "Now I believe it's my turn to start.
I want to make sure that there are no more sets of cramps 'causing a bit of a problem' again for us," she said to him. Kissing him softly on the lips she just looks with those dreamy eyes into his own, her one finger teasingly in a caress of his chin.
She leans in close to his face, caressing cheek to cheek and letting her braided hair tease him on the neck; one little peck and then another, soon to become a dozen more driving him mad with lust. Her warm breath against his skin causes little twitches of excitement as they flex in response. He moves to embrace her body in his arms, only to be gently rebuked with a wagging finger and a smile.
Tonight she is in control; he is along just for the ride. Straddling him again, she rocks back and forth, one leg entwined between his and bringing his manhood to the brink of bursting.
It is all he can do to stay focused, eyes feeling like they are popping out of sockets, and breathe like a great bellow with each intake accompanied by such sheer bliss. Oh if she raises his temperature any higher he will ignite into flames and smoke. Her pelvic muscles twitch and wind in excitement of lust building in her as well, the wetness of her womanhood being felt upon his thigh.
Those wonderful lips nibbled upon by her teeth as she tries to keep eyes focused on him, ears now fully flushed and bent down along her head, among the clear signs it's almost time for the main event. Almost as if by mutual consent their hands reach for one another and entwine about the fingers, and along her chest and breasts she leads them, letting him feel her body heat and slickened skin.
Just the barest of touching caresses with the finger tips sets her off in back arching bliss. Finally the moment of their union arrives, of the two as one body, she taking him into her, slowly at first and then flexing up and down with abandonment; him beyond caring at this point as he focuses completely on her, wanting nothing more than her happiness.
Almost as fast as it begins he hits his climax, releasing his seed deep into her body, once, twice and three times rapidly. She collapses next to him, satisfied as well, having hit her own release in synch with him. They cuddle up and kiss each other for some time, loving and fulfillment in their united expressions. "I wonder my Stormy," she questions him "do you think I will have a boy or a girl after tonight?
Or twins like the ones Justin has sired? I mean, this happens to be the one night of the year that I can get pregnant after all…for some reason I seem to have forgotten about that…" The shock encompassing his face is complete and utter until she cracks up laughing; impish jokester to the very end.
His thunderous laughter entwines with hers, complete and for once nothing has gone wrong. At least until the bed collapses from the strain of their activities. "Oops," both declare at the same moment, followed by more laughter.
******************************** The lone figure enters his private room locking the door tight and emphatically checking the mix of alarms; from the magical (warning of intruders, living beings bigger than a mouse, or the living dead such as a vampire) to the mundane (a set of wind chimes put over the door and window so that anything walking in, even if they are invisible, will make contact and enact the chiming sound). Despite all these precautions he still keeps one hand upon the hilt of a sword, ready to be drawn forth in an instant if he needs to do so.
Considering the stark reality of his confrontation with Headmistress Pele, one he had so long ago thought dead at the hands of the Chancellor, even this precaution will not save him from one of his own species. Searching a large steamer trunk for a special package his smile returns full and proud as he feels the pulsation of what lays within. He had long ago prepared a surprise for the off chance such a situation as this came about. In the burlap wrapping is a wooden hand crossbow, glistening with black runes of power ones crafted so that any projectile fired from it will inflict great harm to creatures such as himself and Pele; save if they are the shooter.
Next to come out of the bundle are five silver tipped bolts, miniature arrows for the crossbow, each with a glowing image of a tiger standing up and moving as a human would.
His grin widens even more as he contemplates what will happen if one of these meets Pele; or for that matter even Charity now that he understands the secret of her heritage. For these five bolts, are enchanted to slay beings such as they are outright; the barest scratch or nick, and they will kill…perfect. Not even the vaunted magical immunity of his species will be sufficient to stop their work.
Pele has made her one mistake; for in not killing him then and there in the streets, the fact is both Pele and Charity mother and daughter, will die. Too bad though, for once was there a time when he had been so fond of his sister, champions of evil and darkness for untold ages they had been; now she is found out to be alive, and on the wrong side, a traitor to all they once stood for.
(Fin.)
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"Central Park (Historic Neighbourhood)"
Swangard Stadium
On 26 April 1969 Swangard Stadium held its official opening. Named after Vancouver Sun former Managing Editor, Erwin Swangard, the stadium was funded entirely from private donations and civic and provincial grants.
Simpson-Sears
The Simpson-Sears store on Kingsway opened in 1954 and was the second Simpson-Sears to be located in British Columbia. The store helped to solidify the neighbourhood's growing reputation as a major commercial centre in the Lower Mainland and became a prototype for the company's large format stores across Canada.
Kelly-Douglas Company
The Kelly Douglas Company was founded in 1896 as a wholesale grocery business. It enjoyed rapid success during the Klondike Goldrush of 1898 when it became a primary supplier for prospectors. In 1946, its headquarters moved from Vancouver to Burnaby and a manufacturing plant and warehouse was built on the site.
West Burnaby School (aka Kingsway West School)
Kingsway, East of Sussex
West Burnaby School was to be Burnaby's second public school and it served the children who lived along the tram line and Vancouver Road (Kingsway).
Marlborough Neighbourhood
The Marlborough Neighbourhood is another residential area that was witness to rapid growth and subdivision during the 1950s and 1960s, creating primarily single-family housing stock. In the 1970s and 1980s, as the commercial district around Kingsway grew, so too did higher density housing projects such as townhomes and condominiums.
Oakalla Neighbourhood
The phasing out and demolition of the Oakalla Prison farm allowed for the planned development of the Oakalla Neighbourhood in the 1980s. By 1991, the City of Burnaby had adopted the Oakalla Development Plan which called for the transfer of land to the Deer Lake Park reserve as well as the creation of a new residential area consisting of multi-family housing types.
Oakalla Area
In 1938, the Ford Motor Company selected Burnaby as its site for a new assembly plant to serve Western Canada. Ford purchased the land which had been owned by the Silver family at Kingsway and Silver Avenue and built its factory using steel from Burnaby's Dominion Bridge Company. During World War II, the plant was used to produce military vehicles. In 1988, the building was demolished and the Station Square development was constructed on the site.
Central Park Neighbourhood
Central Park was one of the first and fastest-growing communities in Burnaby. Located along the electric tram line and the Vancouver Road (Kingsway), it was also chosen for a government settlement project referred to as the Central Park Small Holdings. The lands held by the Provincial Government were subdivided and sold around 1894 and by 1899 the settlement was large enough to warrant the construction of an Anglican Church there.
Royal Oak Hotel
5000 Block Kingsway
One of the most notorious landmarks in Burnaby was the Royal Oak Hotel, constructed around 1891 at the present-day northeast corner of Kingsway and Royal Oak. Levis Morrison built the hotel, then sold out to Charles Cridland, whose poor hotel reputation prompted Burnaby council to hire its second police constable. The hotel continued to operate until 1973 when it was demolished to build a Safeway store.
Garden Village Neighbourhood
Bounded by Moscrop Street to the north, Kingsway and Grange to the south, Willingdon to the east and Boundary Road to the west, the Garden Village Neighbourhood is characterised as a primarily residential area that is well-served due to its proximity to commercial, park and business centres. The north-east corner of the neighbourhood is a typical 1950s subdivision of mostly single family homes located on an irregular street pattern, while the remaining areas saw some transition to multi-family housing types throughout the 1970s and up to the current time.
Garden Village Area
Maywood Neighbourhood
Burnaby's Maywood Neighbourhood consists of the Metrotown Town Centre - one of four Town Centres in the City. Metrotown is one of the region's most developed and fastest growing centres. It is served by the first SkyTrain line developed in the mid-1980s and anchored by B.C.'s largest shopping and entertainment complex. As an older centre that has progressively added new developments over the years, Metrotown offers a range of housing types and tenures from three-storey walk-up apartments to modern residential towers.
George & Mary Buxton Residence
4807 Buxton Street
George Searby Buxton (1867-1955), an English-born carpenter, built this Arts and Crafts dwelling and resided here with his wife and local teacher Mary Isabel Buxton (née Nattriss, 1865-1941). George and Mary are both buried in the picturesque St. Helen's Anglican Church cemetery in Surrey. The house retains this style's characteristic elements such as half-timbering, an oriel window and turned verandah supports, as well as its distinctive windows, which are casements in the lower portion of the frame and a fixed multi-paned sash in the upper. The original siding has been covered with a later coat of stucco. The house survives in well-maintained condition.
Burnaby - Buxton Street
Henry Adams Residence
Carpenter Henry J. Adams constructed this side-gabled, shingle-clad bungalow circa 1913, with his neighbour, George S. Buxton (1867-1955), who was also a carpenter. The house is distinguished by its beautifully-detailed wraparound verandah, which is supported by square, tapered columns, and its distinctive semicircular window in the projecting front gable. Other details include a subtly flattened arched opening under the gable, leading to the central front entry.
Newhoven Residence
5488 Smith Avenue
This large house was built in 1923 and first owned by Casper Newhoven, who managed the Empire Transfer & Storage Co. from this address. It would appear his parents, Cornelius (1879-1959), a barber at Joe's Place on Granville Street, and Catherina (1883-1981) and his brother Martin (1905-1935), a taxi driver for Main Taxis, also lived here. It is a well-maintained example of a Late Craftsman bungalow, and typical of the style it features a gabled roof, tapered verandah piers, multi-paned windows and stained glass sidelights. The round verandah columns are an unusual feature. The Newhovens had left this address by the time of Martin's death in 1935.
Burnaby - Smith Avenue
Although still largely a rural area during the 1920s, subdivisions began appearing in the Central Park neighbourhood at this time. Development was slowed by the Great Depression of the 1930s but the influx of commercial buildings and new housing initiatives in the post-war boom led to a period of rapid growth especially in the Garden Village subdivision which was undertaken in 1953 with the plan to build 500 modern homes in the 140-acre site. Despite the closure of the interurban line in 1953, the neighbourhood remained an active commercial and residential centre.
Marlborough Elementary School
6060 Marlborough Avenue
Marlborough Elementary School was built in 1950 and was the second elementary school to be built in Burnaby after the start of the World War Two housing boom. Its design helped establish the general plans for future schools built in the city during this period - no basements, second stories or high stairways. Classrooms could easily be added, in line, as the need arose. There were additions made to Marlborough in 1952, 1961, 1967 and 1971.
Burnaby - 6060 Marlborough Avenue
Oak Theatre
After starting the first Oak Theatre in Brandon, Manitoba when talking pictures came along, Andy Digney and his family moved to Burnaby in 1936 and chose the site of their new theatre at the corner of Kingsway and Marlborough. In 1945, Digney sold the theatre but it remained in operation until 1968 when competition forced its closure and demolition. The Oak Theatre - which had opened on August 4, 1937 - was hailed as an artistic masterpiece for its ultra modern white stucco exterior, floodlights and pink-and-green neon marquee. The interior featured a mirrored ceiling, fireplace, and aquarium and had a colour scheme of orchid, royal blue, silver and black.
In 1860, as the Royal Engineers constructed the road from New Westminster to Vancouver (now Kingsway), a military reserve was set aside at the trail's highest point along the ridge. This reserve provided a particularly good scenic look-out since the original forest had burned down prior to 1860, the remaining stumps offered unobstructed views. By the 1880s, the city council of both New Westminster and Vancouver eyed the reserve as potential recreation ground. As construction of the tram line was underway, the Provincial Government moved to designate the whole reserve as a park. On January 14, 1891, the Lieutenant Governor of British Columbia proclaimed it as a public recreation ground.
In 1906, Maxwell Smith, President of the Central Park Farmer's Institute gave a speech in which he commented on the growth of this district and its ideal location during the boom years after 1905. He said: "Central Park is destined to become the epicentre of a great commercial metropolis, when Vancouver and New Westminster will have both expanded and prospered until they meet and fill up the intervening distances with residences of a new city, greater than few can now imagine, even in their wildest flights of fancy...we are proud of the two cities that lie on either side of us but they are, but mere hamlets compared with the great city that is to be on this peninsula. The time is coming when there will be one vast city, one commercial metropolis, and Central Park will be the heart of it."
Inman Avenue School
3963 Brandon Street
The Inman Avenue school was built in 1912. The original four-room building was expanded in 1923 and an additional four rooms were constructed. In the mid-1950s, the current building replaced the older structure.
Burnaby - 3963 Brandon Street
Chaffey-Burke Elementary School
4404 Sardis Street
Chaffey-Burke Elementary School was built in 1963 and deviated slightly from the typical one-storey buildings that had been the standard for elementary schools in Burnaby since World War Two. At Chaffey-Burke, the restriction of space resulted in a second story level because of the slope. Additions to the building were made in 1964, 1968 and 1969.
Burnaby - 4404 Sardis Street
Although the idea for Metrotown was first expressed in the 1970s, the building itself opened in 1986 and was soon served by the Expo Line of the new SkyTrain system. In the ensuing twenty years, the complex developed into three distinct but adjoining malls - Metropolis at Metrotown, Metrotown Centre, and Station Square. Today, Metrotown serves as the city's commercial and retail anchor. The mall also includes two large office towers, which by 2001 were home to the head offices for Shaw Cable and TransLink.
South Burnaby Cenotaph
6749 Nelson Avenue
The South Burnaby Cenotaph is located in Bonsor Park at the corner of Nelson Avenue and Imperial Street. The cenotaph commemorates those lost in the First World War, Second World War and the Korean War.
Bonsor Park Cenotaph
Army, Navy and Air Force Veterans in Canada, Pompier Unit #314
P.I.D. No. 027-719-375
The property (Bonsor Park) is comprised of a single municipally-owned property located at 6749 Nelson Avenue.
Burnaby - Nelson Avenue
Daniel & Amelia Mowat House
4382 Beresford Street
This home was built by Daniel Mowat (1848-1923) and Amelia Mary Mowat (née Hoy, 1848-1923). Daniel originally worked as a merchant, and was operating a chicken farm at this location as early as 1908, and later a goat ranch. It is one of Burnaby's few two-storey Arts and Crafts residences. The generous proportions of the house, its broad, medium-pitched, front-gabled roof and symmetrical design serve as further features. Additionally, the house boasts a high degree of integrity, retaining its original shingle wall cladding, half-timbered gables and original windows – a combination of casement windows with stained glass transoms and double-hung windows with square, multi-paned upper sashes.This house is located adjacent to what was once the Central Park interurban rail line, operated by the B.C. Electric Company, which conveniently connected this area of Burnaby to Vancouver. The arrival of this commuter line in 1892 led to the suburban development of this area of Burnaby.
- Daniel Mowat - Amelia Mary Mowat
Burnaby - 4382 Beresford Street
Burnaby - 6368 McKay Avenue
Rev. James Black Residence
5688 Sussex Avenue
This home was built as a retirement home for Baptist Missionary Reverend James Black and his family in 1925; the Black family resided in the home until the early 1970s. The Black Residence is a good example of the Period Revival movement that occurred between the two World Wars. At the time, it was considered good taste for a house to have an identifiable historical style. The Black Residence was likely designed by a local architect or built by a contractor using a pattern book plan, and the British Arts and Crafts influence was typical of many middle class homes of the period built in Burnaby. The house was originally located facing Sardis Street with a beautiful garden landscape that was lost when the house was relocated in 2005.
Burnaby - Sussex Avenue
Thomas & Ellen Sanderson Residence
5457 Inman Avenue
The Sandersons were pioneer settlers in the Central Park area, arriving in Burnaby in 1904. Thomas Sanderson (1878-1936) was born in Morningside, Scotland and immigrated to British Columbia in 1899. In Vancouver in 1903, he married Ellen Jane Garvin (1883-1965), a native of Sherbrooke, Quebec. Thomas was chief of the Accounting Department at Hastings Mill, and served as Reeve of Burnaby in 1919 and 1920. One of his sons, Thomas, was a long-time teacher in Burnaby. The Sandersons' house was built in 1905 as a small Edwardian bungalow but was extensively remodelled in the 1920s and is a fine example of the Craftsman style and today remains in good condition. Typical of the Late Craftsman style, the house has a front gabled roof, triangular eave brackets, tapered window surrounds and a mix of textural finishes, including shingles and lapped siding.
Burnaby - 5457 Inman Avenue
Maywood Elementary School
Located between Nelson and Suncrest Schools, Maywood Elementary School was built in 1962 and helped eased the increasing enrolments at these other schools. Like other schools of this period, Maywood was built on one level with no basement and no high stairs. The classrooms were built in a line which could be easily added to as required. Additions to the original structure were completed in 1964, 1966, 1967, 1971, 1972. Fires at the school in 1979 and 1989 caused extensive damage and required partial reconstruction of the building.
James & Agnes Smith Residence
6186 Royal Oak Avenue
During the Edwardian era, the western provinces were experiencing unprecedented population growth, and in response, in 1904 the Vancouver-based B.C. Mills, Timber and Trading Company patented a modular prefabricated building system that could be adapted to provide everything from modest one-room cottages to churches, schools and banks. Wall panels were assembled from the short mill ends of lumber and siding, until then just waste material that piled up in the millyard. These panels were bolted together on site, with the joints between the panels covered by distinctive vertical battens. Wall panels were assembled at the mill, pre-painted, and packaged with the other components and the instructions necessary to assemble the building. The disassembled building was then shipped to the waiting customer. As western settlements became established, labour and materials were more freely available and local construction companies could be more competitive in their costs. By 1910, this prefabricated system was rendered obsolete. The Smith Residence is a beautifully-preserved example of a B.C. Mills house, and is one of the models that featured a gambrel roof and a full open front verandah. This house was built by local contractor Mr. MacLean for James Smith, a ship's engineer on the Empress of Japan, and his wife, Agnes. Agnes Smith continued to live here after her husband's death and sold the house and property in the late 1920s with two of the acres being purchased by her daughter, Grace and husband Henry Pletcher to build a neighbouring house.
Burnaby - 6186 Royal Oak Avenue
Central Park Tramline
In the 1890s, local entrepreneurs launched electric railways in Vancouver, New Westminster, and Victoria, eager to cash in on the promise of future growth in the major cities of the time. In the Lower Mainland, two companies started building electric rail in 1890: the Westminster and Vancouver Tramway Co., which undertook the ambitious project of building the first real interurban line from New Westminster to Vancouver, and the Westminster Street Railway, who eventually built streetcar service and installed electric lighting in New Westminster. By April 20, 1891, both companies merged to form the Westminster and Vancouver Tramway Company. Local entrepreneurs Henry V. Edmonds, David Oppenheimer, Benjamin Douglas, and Samuel McIntosh, were the directors, all of whom had extensive real estate holdings in the area. Interurban service launched on June 3, 1891, travelling along 12 miles of track from New Westminster to eastern Vancouver, running through Burnaby – which was then an unincorporated area. Installing the single-track line from Vancouver to New Westminster through uneven, forested terrain was a mammoth undertaking. The clearing of the 100-foot right of way and laying the track called for a large work force, some of whom were Chinese "gandy dancers" who had worked on the Canadian Pacific Railway lines. The line was eventually taken over by the B.C. Electric Railway Company in 1897, who remained the owners until the line was finally closed on October 23, 1953 and replaced with the modern bus system. The construction of the SkyTrain along the old route in 1986 reintroduced passenger rail to this historic transportation corridor.
Joseph Clarke House
5575 Jersey Avenue
The Joseph Clarke House is a two and one-half storey, wood-frame house, with shingle siding, a front-gabled roof and a full open front verandah. It is located on Jersey Avenue within the Central Park neighbourhood of Burnaby.
Joseph & Ellen Clarke House, Clarke Residence
Built circa 1909 for Central Park farmer Joseph Clarke (1851-1936) and his wife, Ellen (1864-1938), this Edwardian-era farm house is valued for its vernacular design, which demonstrates the utilitarian nature of working-class housing during the boom years prior to the First World War. The Joseph Clarke House is additionally valued for its link with the development of the Central Park neighbourhood during the Edwardian era. The advent of the Central Park interurban rail line in 1892, operated by the B.C. Electric Company, connected the area to Vancouver and led to its suburban development. This is one of the oldest surviving houses in the Central Park neighbourhood. It was designated as a municipal heritage site in 2005 and rehabilitated as part of the adjacent multi-family townhouse and apartment redevelopment.
Key elements that define the heritage character of the Joseph Clarke House include its: - location on Jersey Avenue in the Central Park neighbourhood - residential form, scale and massing as expressed by its two and one-half storey height with rectangular plan, front bay window and front-gabled roof - wood-frame construction - Edwardian era detailing such as the open front verandah, asymmetrical front entrance, glazed front door with sidelights and triangular eave brackets
Clarke, Joseph
Clarke, Ellen
The Joseph Clarke House is comprised of a single residential lot located at 5575 Jersey Avenue, Burnaby.
Burnaby - 5575 Jersey Avenue
Burnaby - 3895 Sandell Street
Coburn House
5170 Boundary Road
The Coburn House is a two and one-half storey plus basement Foursquare farm house. Prominently situated on a rise of land along the east side of Boundary Road overlooking Kingsway, it stands among single-family houses later constructed on its subdivided farm land.
Minerva Jane Coburn House
The Coburn House is important as a surviving representation of Burnaby's early settlement period, when the municipality was largely an agricultural and residential suburb. It was built in 1910 by carpenter William Kirkham for Minerva Jane Coburn (1868-1940), and three years later the builder and client were married. Together, they operated the Surprise Poultry Farm, and were frequent participants at the local Central Park Farmers' Institute Exhibitions. This house is valued as an excellent and well-preserved example of a substantial Edwardian era Foursquare farm house. Significant due to its generous size, dominant symmetry, the prominent verandah that wraps around the front and both sides, and the three roof dormers, this house retains a high degree of original material and integrity. The elevated siting of the house, its tall proportions and symmetrical appearance combined with its fine condition make this an excellent example of its type.
Key elements that define the heritage character of the Coburn House include its: - prominent location on Boundary Road, on an elevated site overlooking Vancouver - residential form, scale and massing as expressed by its cubic massing and tall, dominant roof form - Foursquare style as exemplified by its symmetry, square floor plan, pyramidal bellcast roof and three hipped dormers - Edwardian era construction details such as narrow bevelled wooden siding, broad horizontal eave band with scroll-cut eave brackets, and simple window surrounds - wraparound verandah encircling three main facades, with hipped roof, square columns and closed balustrades, connected to one storey extension at rear - projecting bay window on the main floor south facade - original double-hung 1-over-1 wooden-sash windows, some in double assembly on the ground floor - internal red brick chimney
William Kirkham
Minerva Jane Coburn
The Coburn House is comprised of a single residential lot located at 5170 Boundary Road, Burnaby
Burnaby - 5170 Boundary Road
William Wilson House
6088 Wilson Avenue
The William Wilson House is a vernacular two-storey wood-frame Foursquare house with a hipped roof. It is situated at the corner of Wilson Avenue and Central Boulevard in the Metrotown area of Burnaby, adjacent to the SkyTrain line, and is now part of a multi-family residential complex.
William & Annie Wilson House
The house is valued as the residence of William Wilson (1860-1935) and Annie Wilson (1868-1966) and demonstrates the development of Burnaby from a rural, farming community to an early commuter suburb, and is one of the few remaining early houses in the Metrotown area of Burnaby. Reflecting the area's early history, it was constructed on a subdivided piece of the Wilson's 3.2 hectare farm that once bordered Kingsway, the primary road linking New Westminster to Vancouver. To develop his subdivided property, Wilson constructed a bisecting street, named it for himself and situated his new home on a large parcel adjacent to the interurban tramline. Constructed in 1913, the William Wilson House is additionally valued as a modest vernacular example of an Edwardian era Foursquare house. Although simple in form, it is distinguished by an inset front verandah, front bay window and clipped ground level corner. Once commonly found in Burnaby, this is a rare surviving example of the homes typically constructed for the working-class families enticed to Burnaby as a consequence of the interurban tramline.
Key elements that define the heritage character of William Wilson House include its: - corner location, adjacent to the old interurban alignment - vernacular Foursquare style as exemplified by its symmetrical form, square floor plan and cubic massing with pyramidal roof - cladding, with narrow lapped wooden siding on the first storey and cedar shingles on the second storey - recessed front verandah, with square columns and ground floor cut-away bay window - regular fenestration, including double-hung 1-over-1 wooden-sash windows, and casement and transom assembly feature window in the living room
Annie Wilson
The William Wilson House is comprised of a single residential lot located at 6088 Wilson Avenue, Burnaby.
Burnaby - 6088 Wilson Avenue
J.A. Thurston House 'Altese'
3762 Thurston Street
The J.A. Thurston House is a very large, two and one-half storey plus basement wood-frame Arts and Crafts style house. It is located on the south side of Thurston Street, near Kingsway and the SkyTrain (formerly the interurban tramline route), within the Metrotown area of Burnaby and is now part of…
John A. & Sarah Thurston House
The J.A. Thurston House is a very large, two and one-half storey plus basement wood-frame Arts and Crafts style house. It is located on the south side of Thurston Street, near Kingsway and the SkyTrain (formerly the interurban tramline route), within the Metrotown area of Burnaby and is now part of a large apartment complex.
The J.A. Thurston House demonstrates Burnaby's real estate and construction boom along the interurban tramline in 1911. The house was built for John Albert Thurston (1874-1944) and his wife Sarah Sedona Thurston (1879-1961). Typical of the entrepreneurial spirit of the age, John Thurston, a manager for the Leckie Shoe Company Limited in Vancouver, was also involved in real estate development, and purchased a twenty-one lot subdivision consisting of 3.2 hectares bound by the interurban tramline right-of-way to the south, Boundary Road to the west and Smith Street (now Thurston Street) to the north. Additionally, the J.A. Thurston House is an excellent, high quality example of an Arts and Crafts style dwelling, with numerous notable design elements such as the battered piers, the elaborate second storey dormer and stained glass windows with landscape and seascape motifs. The enormous scale of the house reflects a time when large families were common and domestic servants were needed to run the household. Indicative of the labour-saving devices and luxury features being introduced at the high end of the housing market, it was equipped with a built-in vacuum system, refrigeration, servant summoning devices and a round safe built into a fireplace mantle. The J.A. Thurston House also represents the proliferation during the Edwardian era of homes built from pattern books and standardized designs as a means to expedite the construction process and offer competitive costs.
Key elements that define the heritage character of the J.A. Thurston House include its: - location on Thurston Street, in the old Central Park district - residential form, scale and massing as exemplified by its two and one-half storey plus above-ground basement height and regular, rectangular plan - Arts and Crafts style details such as the picturesque roofline, deep open eaves with exposed purlins, narrow lapped wooden siding on the first storey and cedar shingle siding on the upper storeys - broad and unusually steep side gabled roof, clad with cedar shingles - deeply-recessed full open front verandah with complementary recessed balcony in second storey dormer, incorporating both a gabled roof and shed roof - twinned and triple square bracketed columns on the verandahs and balcony - decorative battered verandah piers, supported on exposed beams - irregular fenestration, including: double-hung wooden-sash windows; picture windows; casement windows; and several stained glass windows with landscape and seascape motifs - tall brick external chimney on east facade - original interior features such as fireplaces, and wooden trim and floors
John Albert Thurston
Sarah Thurston
The J.A. Thurston House is comprised of a single residential lot located at 3762 Thurston Street, Burnaby.
Burnaby - 3762 Thurston Street
Andy Johnson House
The Andy Johnson House is a large, one and one-half storey plus above-ground basement wood-frame mansion on a rubble-stone granite foundation with a red terra cotta pantile roof and an octagonal corner turret. The building stands in a prominent location on a corner lot on Kingsway, one of Burnaby's…
Andrew M. & Margaret Johnson House 'Glenedward'
The Andy Johnson House is a large, one and one-half storey plus above-ground basement wood-frame mansion on a rubble-stone granite foundation with a red terra cotta pantile roof and an octagonal corner turret. The building stands in a prominent location on a corner lot on Kingsway, one of Burnaby's main transportation and commercial corridors, and stands adjacent to the Burlington Square Development.
The Andy Johnson House 'Glenedward' is a valued representation of a prominent upper middle-class family dwelling from the pre-First World War era. Andrew M. Johnson (1861-1934), an early Vancouver pioneer, and his wife Margaret built this house in 1912, in an imposing style favoured by the newly wealthy of the prewar boom period. Born in Norway, Andrew Johnson arrived in Vancouver just months after the Great Fire of 1886 and went into partnership with J. (Ollie) Atkins in a transportation company that became the Mainland Transfer Company, eventually the largest of its kind in Vancouver. Johnson also operated Burnaby's historic Royal Oak Hotel, once located on the opposite corner from his estate. Additionally, the Andy Johnson House is significant for the high-quality design and construction of both the house and its landscaped setting. Designed in the British Arts and Crafts style, the house exhibits a rare degree of opulence in building materials, including imported terra cotta roof tiles, oak and walnut interior millwork, and stained glass manufactured by the Royal City Glass Company. The rubble-stone foundations and perimeter walls were obtained from two massive granite glacial erratic boulders found on the property. The house has been relocated closer to the corner, but the encircling stone walls, the gate posts and gates manufactured by the Westminster Iron Works and some of the original plantings have been retained. A grouping of three giant Sequoias, other mature deciduous trees and massings of shrubbery indicate the type of landscape setting considered appropriate for an estate house in the early years of the twentieth century.
Key elements that define the heritage character of the Andy Johnson House include its: - corner location on Kingsway at Royal Oak Avenue - residential form, scale and massing as expressed by the one and one-half storey height, above-ground basement, octagonal corner turret and rectangular plan - British Arts and Crafts details such as the use of natural indigenous materials, half-timbering in the gables and dormers, picturesque roofline, cedar shingle siding, extended eaves, native granite rubble-stone foundation with red-coloured mortar, and granite piers and chimneys - additional exterior features such as the central front entrance, elaborate wrap-around verandah, porte-cochere and balcony at second storey lighted with original cast iron electric lanterns - red terra cotta pantile roof cladding - fenestration, such as double-hung 1-over-1 wooden-sash windows with stained glass and leaded lights in the upper sash - original interior features such as fireplaces, wainscoting finished with oak and walnut millwork, and three-quarter sawn oak flooring - associated landscape features including three giant Sequoias. granite walls, granite gate posts and wrought iron gates
Andrew M. Johnson
J.C. Allen
Primary Current--Eating or Drinking Establishment
The Andy Johnson House is comprised of a single residential lot located at 5152 Kingsway, Burnaby
Johnson, Andrew M.
Johnson, Andrew
Jubilee Grove Arch
The Jubilee Grove Arch sits at the corner of Kingsway and Patterson Avenue. Located within Central Park, the ceremonial arch and its decorative plantings provide a visual anchor to the northeast corner and entry point to the park.
Jubilee Grove Arch was dedicated as part of the municipality's celebration of the Jubilee of the coronation of King George V and was dedicated during Burnaby's annual May Day celebrations in 1935. Much of the construction work was carried out by local citizens under the direction of the Burnaby Engineering Department through a Depression era work relief program that provided a way for local residents to pay their taxes. The garden was also chosen as the site for the ceremonial planting of an oak tree from the Royal Forest at Windsor, in honor of the Coronation of King George VI and Queen Elizabeth in 1937. The original bronze garden dedication plaque and oak tree remain at the site today. The decorative stone arch was erected in 1939 as a symbol of Burnaby's, and the Lower Mainland of British Columbia's, strong ties to the English monarchy at the time, and the arch's unveiling during May Day ceremonies shows the social role that such a commemorative feature played both to the local government and people of Burnaby. It was erected just prior to the Royal Visit of 1939, the first time that reigning British monarchs had travelled to Canada. Built of Haddington Island sandstone, the arch itself was reconstructed from a salvaged architectural element of a historic Vancouver landmark. The arch originally framed the entrance door to the Vancouver Club building in Vancouver, built in 1893-94 on West Hastings Street and designed by architect C.O. Wickenden. The building was demolished in 1930, however the arch was stored and rebuilt as the focal point of the Jubilee Grove after being bought by the Municipality of Burnaby. The work was undertaken by Italian-born stone mason Rizieri Stefanini (1879-1954), the owner of Burnaby Monumental Works. The re-use of the arch symbolizes the close tie between Vancouver and Burnaby and the joint evolution of the neighbouring cities.
The Jubilee Grove Arch has character-defining elements that recognize it both as a remnant of a past building and as a new and individual structure. These include its: - axial diagonal placement and prominent corner location marking one of the entries to Central Park - visibility and accessibility as a public monument - hand carved stone blocks of Haddington Island sandstone - decorative twisted-rope motif carved to outline the arch - supporting rusticated sidewalls with planting urns - original bronze dedication plaque - flanking ornamental gardens - Royal Oak tree and plaque
City of Burnaby
C.O. Wickenden
Rizieri Stefanini
Burnaby Monumental Works
Primary Current--Park Fixture
Primary Historic--Park Fixture
P.I.D. No. 017-767-172 Legal Description: Block B of Lot 2 Except Firstly: Part on Plan 8669 and Secondly: Part on Plan LMP4689 District Lot 151, Group 1, New Westminster District, Plan 3443
The property (Central Park) is a municipally-owned park that lies at the western edge of Burnaby, between 49th Avenue to the south, Kingsway to the north, Boundary Road to the west and Patterson Avenue to the east.
Central Park Entrance Gate
The Central Park Entrance Gate is the ceremonial entrance to Burnaby's historic Central Park from Kingsway, and consists of two massive stone pillars, approximately 7.5 metres high and 1.8 metres square, adjacent gate posts and a low flanking stone wall that curves into the park to the east.
The Central Park Entrance Gate is significant as a ceremonial entry to a major park, for its connection with the early history of the British Columbia Electric Railway (BCER) and as an important design by an accomplished British Columbian architect. When the original interurban line between Vancouver and New Westminster was constructed in 1891, one of the first stations was located where the tramway crossed the Vancouver-Westminster Road (now Kingsway) within the newly-created Central Park. The interurban line ran through the park on a diagonal right-of-way (the current SkyTrain line, opened in 1986, follows this original alignment). In 1912 an agreement was reached between the successor interurban company, the BCER, and the Central Park Provincial Park Board, to deed additional land for an expanded right-of-way through the Park in exchange for improvements that included the construction of an ornamental stone wall and gate with an iron arch, with an illuminated 'Central Park' sign, adjacent to the interurban station on Kingsway. This was an early and rare example of an electric sign used for a public recreation facility. The Gate is also significant as a surviving early design by Robert Lyon (1879-1963), an Edinburgh-born and trained immigrant who was one of the most accomplished of British Columbia's early architects. After he moved to Vancouver, he was employed by the BCER from 1911 until 1918, and worked on a broad range of projects including some of the grandest and most innovative local industrial structures of the time. The arch was built by the Westminster Ironworks Company, one of the leading firms of its kind in Western Canada, operated by John Reid of New Westminster. The Gate was completed in 1914; in 1968 the decorative ironwork was removed due to corrosion and placed in storage.
Key elements that define the heritage character of the Central Park Entrance Gate include its: - two subtly tapered massive stone pillars, which rise in stages from a larger base to a shaft with random coursed multi-coloured granite with roughly formed grey granite quoins, to a top formed of finely finished grey granite blocks with a coved and bracketed cap - adjacent gate posts with monolithic pyramidal granite caps - low flanking stone wall that curves into the park to the east, constructed of random coursed multi-coloured granite with a river rock triangular cap
British Columbia Electric Railway
Central Park Provincial Park Board
Robert Lyon
John Reid
Westminster Iron Works Co.
St. John the Divine Anglican Church
St. John the Divine Anglican Church is a landmark wood-frame Gothic Revival church, with Gothic windows and spire. It is located on Kingsway, one of Burnaby's main commercial thoroughfares, near the SkyTrain transit line and across the street from Central Park.
St. John the Divine Anglican Church is valued as a symbol of the traditions of early Burnaby pioneers and as the oldest surviving church building in the city. Established in 1899, St. John was the first church in the community and was located at a prominent intersection of the old Vancouver-Westminster Road (now Kingsway) and the British Columbia Electric Railway's interurban station at Central Park. This prominent intersection of the road and rail developed as the town centre of the Central Park district. The first St. John church was destroyed by fire, and was rebuilt at the same location in 1904-05. This church is additionally significant for its association with prominent local architect Joseph Henry Bowman (1864-1943) who emigrated from England in 1888. Bowman was a member of the parish, and designed both the first church and its subsequent replacement. Bowman's prolific career embraced many stylistic changes and technological advances, and this church is a surviving example of one of his rare religious commissions. The design of the new church's nave and vestry was based on the Gothic Revival style of Christ Church Anglican in Surrey, B.C., which had been the former church of St. John's incumbent Rev. William Bell. Evolving over time as the congregation grew, the church received a number of early additions, and in 1953 was substantially renovated and enlarged through a new design by Vancouver architect Ross Lort. The original church nave was separated from the tower and turned to allow for a large addition. The congregation relocated to a new church in 1998, and at that time removed the church's memorial windows, leaving behind a number of the original art glass windows installed in the 1920s. The church building was renovated in 2004-05, and surviving original elements were retained and restored, including of the original church tower and interior chancel ceiling. A valued feature of the building is the original cast iron church bell that remains in the tower. It was purchased by the children of the congregation in 1912, and in 1924 was rededicated on Armistice Day as a memorial to Burnaby resident Lt. James Donald McRae Reid, who died in the First World War.
Key elements that define the heritage character of St. John the Divine Anglican Church include its: - location on the north side of Kingsway, opposite Central Park - ecclesiastical form, scale and massing as expressed by the offset tower and tall, gabled roof - tower with its original horizontal wooden drop siding, bellcast square roof with octagonal drum above and bellcast octagonal spire - cedar shingle roof cladding - metal cross at peak of spire - Gothic Revival details such as: Gothic lancet windows with leaded stained glass panels; Gothic entrance door at the base of the tower; pointed-arch louvers in the tower; and exterior gable end scissor-trusses - interior features such as wooden scissor-trusses with diagonal fir tongue and groove panelling on the ceiling above, fir tongue-and-groove panelling on the wall of the nave, and original cedar and fir pews and altar rails - cast iron bell in tower
Lt. James Donald McRae Reid
Joesph Henry Bowman
Primary Historic--Place of Worship
Primary Current--Place of Worship
St. John the Divine Anglican Church is comprised of a single institutional lot located at 3891 Kingway, Burnaby.
St John the Divine Anglican Church
Chamberlain's Greenhouses
[1936] (date of original), copied 1986
Chamberlain family fonds
Photograph of Chamberlain's greenhouses. A man is standing outside. This may be 6389 Elgin Avenue.
Buildings - Agricultural - Greenhouses
Chamberlain Nurseries
Burnaby - 6389 Elgin Avenue
Photograph of the interior of Chamberlain's greenhouses at what may be 6389 Elgin Avenue.
Setter family home
Mayor's Office fonds
1 photograph : b&w ; 12.7 x 17.8 cm print
Photograph of the Setter family's first home near Central Park.
Pioneer Tales files
Burnaby - Cassie Street
bag of corks
HV971.37.106
Beige, flour sack-type cloth bag filled with unused corks. Open at top. Stitching along sides. Some stains on cloth.
This item originates from the Central Park Pharmacy in Burnaby.
05.Tools & Equipment for Science & Technology
Chemical T&E
Marks/Labels
no label found
Science & Technology Tools & Equipment
Central Park Pharmacy
Burnaby - Central Park
Burnaby South Secondary School yearbook : 1928-1929
Burnaby, B.C.: Burnaby South Secondary School , 1929. (Book) 373.71 BUR 1928
BV005.79.2
373.71 BUR 1928
Burnaby South Secondary School
Ward & Phillips
59 p. : ill., ports. ; 26 cm.
School yearbooks -- 1920-1929
Burnaby South Secondary School (Burmaby, B.C.) -- Students -- Yearbooks
Schools -- British Columbia -- Burnaby -- History
Burnaby - 5455 Rumble Street
South Burnaby High School
High school annual for South Burnaby High School
[Ward & Phillips]
Burnaby, B.C.: , 1935. (Book) 373.71 BUR 1935
Columbian Co. Ltd.
Columbian Co.
Schools - B.C. - Burnaby - History
[Columbian Co. Ltd.]
Burnaby South Secondary School yearbook: 1949-1950
Burnaby, B.C.: Burnaby South Seconday School , 1950. (Book) 373.71 BUR 1949
BV005.79.15
Burnaby South Seconday School
Broadway Printers, Ltd.
High school annual for Burnaby South
Cartographic Material 13
Moving Images 29
Advertising Medium - Signs and Signboards 37
Aerial Photographs 10
Agricultural Tools and Equipment - Ploughs 1
Agriculture - Farms 17
Agriculture - Orchards 1
Agriculture - Poultry 3
Animals - Birds 2
Animals - Dogs 32
Animals - Elephants 1
Animals - Horses 5
Animals - Livestock 5
Animals - Poultry 10
Buildings - Agricultural 8
Buildings - Agricultural - Barns 1
Buildings - Agriculture - Greenhouses 6
Buildings - Commercial 17
Buildings - Commercial - Barber Shops 1
Buildings - Commercial - Butcher Shops 1
Buildings - Commercial - Drive-In Theatres 1
Buildings - Commercial - Drugstores 8
Buildings - Commercial - General Stores 4
Buildings - Commercial - Grocery Stores 14
Buildings - Commercial - Malls 8
Buildings - Commercial - Offices 5
Buildings - Commercial - Stores 33
Buildings - Commercial - Theatres 4
A. MacKenzie and Company Jubilee Store 7
Adair, Annie T 1
Adair, Lucretia 1
Alderson, Douglas 1
Alderson, Willie 1
Allard, Nancy Davis 1
Allen, Beulah 1
Allen, Richmond 1
Alta Vista Baptist Church 1
Amos, David 1
Anderson, Alan 1
Anderson, Dolly 1
Anderson, Jimmy 1
Ardagh, Vernon 1
Armitage, Connie 1
Armour, Grant 2
Astor Hotel 6
Atkinson, Betty 1
Atkinson, Lois 1
Audain, Michael 1
Ayles, Ruby 1
Ayres, Clyde 1
Ayres, Lawrence 1
Babb, Elizabeth Eliza 3
Back, Donald 1
Bailey, Bernice 1
Bailey, Frank 1
Bailey, Gordon 1
Bailey, William 6
Bailey, Wilson 1
Baine, Betty 1
Baker, Barbara 2
Baker, Evan 1
Baker, Kathleen Holmes 1
Baldwin, Clarence 1
Barber, Dora 3
Barber, Dorothy 2
Barber, Olive Farrington 2
Barivice, Edith 1
Barker, Eliza 1
Barker, Freddy 2
Barker, Ray 1
Barker, Sam 1
Beaven, Lawrence 1
British Columbia - Okanagan 1
British Columbia - Vancouver 1
British Columbia - Vancouver - Stanley Park 1
British Columbia - Victoria 1
Burnaby - 3130 Princess Street 1
Burnaby - 3708 Cardiff Street 1
Burnaby - 3738 Price Street 1
Burnaby - 3762 Thurston Street 1
Burnaby - 3883 Imperial Street 117
Burnaby - 3895 Sandell Street 1
Burnaby - 3963 Brandon Street 9
Burnaby - 3977 Block Kingsway 1
Burnaby - 4160 Sardis Street 1
Burnaby - 4167 Grange Street 1
Burnaby - 4200 Maywood Street 4
Burnaby - 4295 Parkwood Crescent 1
Burnaby - 4526 Inman Avenue 2
Burnaby - 4548 Kingsway 10
Alfred Hickman fonds 1
Andrew Johnson fonds 1
Bernard Bellinger fonds 2
Burnaby Historical Society Community Archives collection 6
Burnaby Village Museum Photograph Collection 118
Buxton Family collection 6
Chamberlain family fonds 10
Community Heritage Commission Special Projects fonds 114
Davies family fonds 8
Digney Family fonds 14
Disney Family collection 3
Ed Brown Family fonds 1
Elaine A. Myers fonds 2
Evelyn Salisbury collection 11
Field family fonds 13
Forster family fonds 3
Gavel Historical Society collection 1
George Jeffery fonds 12
Gordon Presbyterian Church fonds 3
Grace Pletcher collection 2
Grimmer Family fonds 3
Heyworth family fonds 5
J. P. Dickson fonds 1
J.W. Phillips fonds 1
John Shaw fonds 2
Libonati family photographs 2
Margaret McCallum collection 1
Martin Family fonds 4
Mayor's Office fonds 122
Millway family fonds 1
Mr. and Mrs. I. Anderson collection 5
Patterson family fonds 1
Pitman Family collection 12

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30,000-year-old nettle gardens discovered in Chinese caves
One new nettle species, found hidden among stalagmites and limited to just 10 adult plants, may be a relic from a past ice age.
Bryan Nelson
October 6, 2011, 3:21 a.m.
Photo: PermaCultured/Flickr
Caves located in southwest China may be hiding vast gardens of ancient ice age nettles, preserved among the stalagmites for the last 30,000 years, reports New Scientist.
Seven new species of age-old nettle have already been discovered among the dark caves and gorges of the karst landscapes, located in the Guangxi and Yunnan provinces. One of the new species is so rare that it is limited to just 10 adult plants isolated in a remote grotto.
Researcher Alex Monro of the Natural History Museum in London, who identified the seven new species, thinks the caves have been acting as a time capsule, preserving the rare nettles since the time of a previous ice age.
"[The nettles may be] relics of a vegetation from a previous cooler climate that resembled that of the caves," he said.
Today the environment outside the caves is far too tropical to support nettles like these, which typically only survive in cooler, more temperate ecosystems. The only way for the plants to have found their way to the caves, then, is if they are descendents of ancient nettles which grew during a time when the climate was much different.
Where the newly discovered nettles come from is just part of their mystery. The other question is how they have managed to survive for so long in the near-black conditions of the caves.
"There must be something quite special about their photosynthesis," speculated Monro. "They probably activate the photosynthetic process very quickly, which enables them to take advantage of very short bursts of light, and they might go for slightly different wavelengths."
Because they are so isolated among the various caverns and grottos of the cave systems, two of the remarkable new species are already listed as "critically endangered," while the rest are either "endangered" or "vulnerable."
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