[Brooke]

@joelle-stone

Lol, right? You hardly ever know what’s going to happen until you write it. And then you really get yourself into trouble sometimes. And lol, I guess you did. XD

Ditto 😛

Revealed a lot about Wylo, though, excellent post!!

Thank you!! I really, really enjoy writing about him…. its like I uncover something I didn’t know each time! Do you  ever wish you could meet your own characters?

Btw, I love how Riure interpreted Wylo; the way she figured out who he was, and the way she senses and feels things. You really add extra detail that I never even thought about!

I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.

[Brooke]

The girl looked up at me with watering eyes, and smiled. I stared at her for a moment; her smile looked so much like Adelaide’s. Adelaide, for your sake I’ve done at least one right thing, if only small. Suddenly, in a burst of sobs, Ehud drops down in front of the girl and wraps her in a great hug, crying as if he was the one who nearly lost a dog. The girl let loose her tears with her head on one of his shoulders, and I stood and silently backed away.

The girl with the wild hair who seemed to protect Ehud walked over, and they engaged in a short, but passion-filled (on Ehud’s part, at least) conversation. The girls here were like none I had ever seen — warrior-like and skillful with their weapons. I have no doubt, however, that if Adelaide had learned, she could have been my equal. But she was too gentle to do so anyway.

With a glance at the blind-girl, I limp back to Kiark. They can all make use of the medicine; the Prince has already had a dose. I put my fingers on Kiark’s wrist and feel for a pulse. It is unusually quick, in contrast to his unusually still body. I put a hand on his forehead, mindful of the puncture marks. It is cold and clammy. I peel open one eyelid. Blood-shot. The puncture wounds are small, and seem to be sealing up. I wonder if perhaps the poison could be extracted from them, but probably not. The poison has traveled through his body, and there is nothing more I can do but to watch and protect him.

The commotion from the front of the tunnel gets a bit louder. Not everyone is inside yet. I stand again, keeping most of my weight on my good leg. A brace would be nice about now. The girls at the corridor’s entrance probably need help. However, I am not one to help strangers; not anymore. But didn’t I just do so?

I could get killed out there, and then who would safe-guard the prince? He didn’t seem to make friends with these people very well. 

But can I just let them die?

I’ve been the cause of many peoples’ suffering and deaths.

I vowed to correct my wrong; I can do it in more ways than one. 

If I am going to help, I’m going to do it carefully. I am protecting myself and Kiark. It would be un-manly, besides, to let the women do all the fighting. I still have my honor. But I will not interact or say anything to them, because I can’t.

I make my way up the corridor. The princess and the girl with the bow are both heavily wounded, but are fighting on like fierce giants. I pull out my vice and stand, shielded by the wall, and fire at a beast I won’t even describe, just hitting its rump. It is at this moment that the she-dragon charges towards the entrance, and I plaster myself to the wall. I hope she can transform herself efficiently, or things won’t be good, not good at all.

I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.

[Rose]

@this-is-not-an-alien

But Rosario did love Ehud, she did love him romantically, she just didn’t get those…feelings.

Oooh!! I just remembered about this! They’re adorable together! I love it!

Of all obstinate humans, Rosario thought it as if it were an oath. With a monstrous, whinnying laugh she scared off several of the beasts so Rosario decided to leave her to her stubbornness for the moment filing it away as something to be aware of when giving orders.

Honestly, I love the way all the characters are reacting to Liorah XD. I love how Ehud is just like: “Princess Dramatic!!” and Rosario is exactly the opposite. “She’s obstinate and stubborn and I’m not going to forget about this.” I love it! Liorah and Rosario may end up having conflict, but I’d say Liorah respects Rosario at this point, even if she doesn’t know her that well.

I do have a sketchy plot for them and once it starts rolling I’m hoping to publish it as a webtoon series.

That’s so cool! Is Webtoon like Wattpad? (I don’t read anything on Wattpad, since there’s a lot of non-christian stuff, but I use it to share my story with a friend who’s giving comments. )

In fact the plot is about as well plotted as you’d expect if Ehud were writing the plot.

I must admit, I had an immediate vision of how Ehud would write a plot. It involves random notes scrawled on everything from a paper napkin to pink wrapping paper and everything in-between. XD

   It began as a draft my brother wrote and asked me to read, it was about an ace pilot, who nobody trusts because he’s half Anakaran (the enemy country), on a mission to safely transport the princess of that country before she gets kidnapped by the Anakara flying country and it was a pretty neat plot and so I asked if I could co-write with him and Ehud and his brother Enoch were originally pretty minor characters and I’m kinda a lot like Ehud when it comes to brainstorming so now there’s a spy family and international espionage and basically I’m details he’s structure and as soon as I can get that dagfusticated Nanowrimo whatamabob to work I can actually start writing with my brother!

It’s so awesome that you’re writing it with your brother! I think it’s going to be awesome! Also, tell me if you need a beta-reader/ critique partner (eventually). I’d love to read it! Even if it’s just to read more of Ehud and Rosario because they’re awesome! (Also, dagfusticated whatamabob is a magnificent phrase and I’m going to use it!)

“Just because isn’t logical it doesn’t mean it doesn’t make sense, Rosy.”

I love that! And I love that Ehud called her Rosy, that’s so cute!

@mischievous-thwapling

Oh, and I love how Liorah is reacting to dragons

Thank you! She’s trying XD The poor thing is getting an awful lot of stuff thrown at her. *Cackles*

@wingiby-iggiby

Ha ha, you’re right! I don’t really want to go back and read all my old attempts at writing…. I’m afraid I’ll mentally scar myself

LOL, mental scarring is a definite possibility when it comes to my early writing. (I have no idea why I didn’t use paragraphs or any description. At all.)

And that character psychology is great! Not boring at all, and probably a lot more concise than anything I’ve ever tried explaining, lol. That she thinks other people are more important is very good, and it sounds a bit like some of her worldview; which I know is very important but have such a hard time coming up with for my characters.

Thank you! I also struggle with worldview, and I actually didn’t plan any of this. It’s actually quite funny, I had no idea what Liorah was like until I began to write. Then, she just took shape in the second chapter and ran away with the story XD

Aw, thanks!! Personally, I have a soft spot for him — as I do must villains. Like Darth Vader — don’t let me get started, but he is one of my most favorite characters in Star Wars and — Back to topic: Wylo does have a lot of conflict, and I realize that he has to bc of how complicated his back-story is. He’s not your typical villain — as in full-of-hatred-and-ready-to-kill-all-in-his-path. I get that mixed into the story with Waynot, ha ha. I like to think of Wylo as an average person; hurt and confused, trying to work out his life and his sins.

That’s awesome! I like sympathetic villains when they’re well written, but I struggle with writing them XD My main villain is just a nice, common, run-of-the-mill, vengeful, remorseless villain who will happily kill anyone in his path to world peace. I do have one or two morally gray characters, and they’re really fun! My favorite villain is Conner from “The False Prince” He’s totally evil but also brilliantly written!

Also, I LOVE how Wylo rushed to help Liorah and Gwendolyn! (after some inner conflict)

@joelle-stone

Ha, really? Sadiq’s the only pet I’ve had in my story so far, except one planned for far into the future, but I think that rule might apply for me too…   The animals so don’t deserve what the humans get!

I totally agree! I have about three horses, a cow, a raven, a cat, and two camels. (only mentioned) The horses are my favorite, though I’m having some fun with the cow and the raven too. I named the raven Buttercup because I thought that was funny XD

Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?

[Rose]

Liorah

The soft sound of crying interrupted the sounds of battle. Probably the blind girl. I hoped her dog would be okay. I covered for Bow-girl, slicing through a beast about to attack her.

A soft murmur of voices came from behind me. I recognized Ehud’s perpetually excited voice, the blind girl, the leader-girl, and… possibly Silver-suit? I didn’t hear Kiark’s voice, and that was concerning. Just because he had behaved like a four-year-old didn’t mean I wanted him to die. After all, he’d saved my life, even after an argument. The argument had mostly been my fault anyway. I risked a glance over my shoulder. He was lying perfectly still. Too still.

I wanted to go back, to see if he was alright. But I couldn’t leave the Bow-girl. I looked ahead again, just in time to catch a leaping beast on my sword. I shook him off, watching the green blood spurt out. Nausea pushed into my throat, a combination of pain, nerves, and squeamishness.

Bang!

The sound echoed off the walls, penetrating through me and making me jump. What on earth could make that noise? It was too close! I scrambled away from the sound. I accidentally placed all my weight on my wounded leg and blackness pushed against my vision. My leg collapsed beneath me and I slammed to my knees, my leg practically on fire. I gave a little shuddering cry. I reached for my sword, but it was out of my reach. I must have dropped it.

A small, blobby, snarling beast latched onto my sword. I growled back at it, yanking my dagger out of the scabbard. I cut through the creature in one smooth motion, then pulled my sword closer.

I pushed up on my good leg, dragging myself up. It was no use. My wounded leg immediately crumpled beneath me again. I gritted my teeth, trying to force myself to gather the strength to get up one more time. I couldn’t. I knelt there, every heartbeat sending pain pounding through me. I turned to glance at my wounded leg. The makeshift bandage was drenched in warm, sticky blood. I couldn’t fight anymore. I clutched my sword tighter. At least I could kill any creature that came close enough.

__________

Liorah: Did you really need to do that? Really? 

Me: Sorry! You shouldn’t have rushed into the front lines anyway.

Liorah: *Crosses arms* What else was I supposed to do? Stay back? Never.

Me: Then don’t blame me!

(Yes, I argue with Liorah. A lot. You know how other characters just start having conversations in your head? Liorah doesn’t do that. She has arguments. Always.)

Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?

[Jasmine]

Mischievous Thwapling wrote:

Love your signature, btw!

Thanks!  I really like yours to.😁

 

 

 

@rose-colored-fancy

 

Rose wrote:

(Yes, I argue with Liorah. A lot. You know how other characters just start having conversations in your head? Liorah doesn’t do that. She has arguments. Always.)

 

Ha! That’s hilarious!

 

 

 

 

 

Gwendolyn was a strong fighter, but she was nearing the end of her strength. She saw Liorah fall, her leg giving way.

BANG

A explosion sounded nearby and a beast fell.

She had heard sounds like that during the beginning of the battle but hadn’t thought much of them. Now that it was nearby the blast was unnerving. But it seemed that it was bringing harm to the monsters. Not her allies.

She ducked a pouncing cow with wings and sliced it’s underside as it flew overhead. It fell and didn’t rise.

She looked up and saw a charging she-dragon headed for the entrance. The he-dragon had carried the blind girl along with her dog in not a minute ago. Kami, Eltar, Wen, and Allen where still outside of safety.

Why should I wait for them? Why not just shut the door and save myself?

What was  she thinking? How could she even think about leaving them in that death room?

Just wait. Hold the for of the best you can and be patient. They are the same as you. Lost and trying to find there way home.

Gwendolyn glanced around and saw that Kami, Eltar, and Wen where near enough to pull in.

Shut the door to these nightmares as soon as possible but don’t leave anyone with them.

She took a step in there direction and was immediately arrested by a wolf with tusks. She ended the thing with two slices and took another step. A lion with scales swiped at her but was ended as quickly as it came. Another step. Another foe. Another end. She reached out, snagged Kami’s sleeve, and yanked him inside. She spun to face a clawed frog that was trying to sneak up on her. It pounced and she swung her sword. The frog caught her face with its claws and she caught its body with her blade. The frog fell and was ended.

she ignored the sting from the claws on her cheek and eyebrow and grabbed Wen’s arm hauling her into the cave. She danced out of the way of a oversized rabbit and ended yet another foe. She grabbed Eltar and pulled him in.

The she-dragon was almost there. Gwendolyn doubted it could fit, but the he-dragon had so maybe she could. Then Gwendolyn noticed the little fairy guy riding the dragon.

 

 

 

 

 

You guys can feel free to ignore parts of my post if you didn’t like it. 😉

 

 

Beautiful things don't ask for attention

[Mischievous Thwapling]

Blood oozing from several shallow wounds, Rilyn paused her ferocious fighting long enough to pant. Why were there so many monsters?

At that moment, tiny feet alighted on her shoulder. “Sorry. I can’t fight anymore.”

Rilyn turned her head and saw the fey person. “Hey. ‘Bout what I said earlier, Rilyn,” he began.

Guilt tickled Rilyn’s consciousness. He remembered her name, and she couldn’t recall his for her life.

“I regret saying it,” the fey continued. “Dragons like you haven’t been heard from where I come from for a very long time. I guess all the stories I heard were of the villains of your race.” He paused. “Hey. If we make it through this, tell me some stories of your great heroes. I’m sure you’ve got some grand ones.”

Rilyn couldn’t resist a smile. Her temper was like a tempest. It flared violently for a bit, but then it stopped, and all was calm–except for the part where you had to clean up the damage. But, the point was, she didn’t hold grudges, and she readily accepted the fey’s apology.

“Thanks. But I’m sorry, too. I shouldn’t have gotten so mad. Your suspicions were well founded. You see, rogues–greedy dragons who don’t live in any tribe and only care for themselves–do terrorize other races.” Rilyn stopped for a moment. “What I mean is, you had reason to be leery of us, and I should’ve taken that into account. I–I was wrong.” Rilyn forced the words out of her mouth, feeling as if there was a lump sticking in her throat. “And I will make sure we get through this–both of us and all the rest of these people. And I promise to tell you some stories if you tell me of your kinds’ tales,” she added with a grin.

A jaguar-like creature leapt at Rilyn’s throat from behind, a shriek-like cry pouring forth from its mouth.

Whipping around, Rilyn’s talons slashed at the beast’s side as its own claws buried themselves in her chest and neck. Anger flared through Rilyn, and she smacked it with her tail, cringing at the sickening crack as it slammed into the wall. With the fey clinging to her scales, Rilyn charged toward the tunnel, where three people stood by a lever, ready to yank it down as soon as everyone made it through. The she-dragon saw a red-headed girl jerking the others inside. And there was another red-haired man staring at Rilyn with what looked like either horror or anxiety.

Why? Oh yeah. She wouldn’t fit unless she transformed. Adrenaline pumping through her veins, she squeezed her eyes shut and envisioned her human form.

Time seemed as if it slowed down around her. The monsters’ screeches sounded if they were filtering to her hears from a long way off under water. The blood gushing from her neck slopped down gloppily instead.

She felt her limbs growing shorter as the ground rushed up at her. She’d transformed just in time. Skidding to a stop next to other people, she gasped to the fey, “Meet you inside. I’ll help these guys.”

Then Rilyn noticed the princess-y girl. Pausing, she had a mental argument.

Just get inside and survive. The girl’s kind of annoying, anyways. 

How would I feel if that were me, though? I bet most people here think I’m unbearable. I wonder if they’d want to help me. 

With an audible sigh, Rilyn bounded towards the injured girl. She wondered if the princes would skewer her with her sword as she approached, but hurried towards her anyway. “Sorry,” Rilyn said. “This’ll probably hurt.” As carefully as possible, Rilyn slid her arms underneath the injured girl, hoisted her up, and carried her like a child to the tunnel.

“Pull the lever! Pull the lever!” she shouted to the others as she ran inside. Laying down her burden with the others, Rilyn paused, hands on her knees, surveying the situation.

 

@jasmine

Thank you!!

@wingiby-iggiby

Brooke wrote:

Fourth-wall breaking sounds so fun; if only one of mine would do it, *sigh*

Lol XD I know, characters can be so stubborn some times! *rolls eyes*

Thank you!! But I’m afraid I’ve been sworn to secrecy on the source of my quote 🙁 😉 Sorry!!

 

"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."

[Mischievous Thwapling]

Oh, and sorry for injuring Rilyn. :/ I just really need to figure how she’ll react to injuries

"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."

[Brooke]

@rose-colored-fancy

Thank you! I also struggle with worldview, and I actually didn’t plan any of this. It’s actually quite funny, I had no idea what Liorah was like until I began to write. Then, she just took shape in the second chapter and ran away with the story XD

That is so awesome! I love when characters do that! Like Kiark, I didn’t really know much about him. Then I started writing him and realized he’s a typical proud teenager trying to prove himself and not doing a very good job at it. Ta da. Aren’t I brilliant? Not really, XD Oh, but to help with worldview, if you go up into resources you can get a worldview worksheet — which I need to force myself to fill out — if that would help 😛

That’s awesome! I like sympathetic villains when they’re well written, but I struggle with writing them XD My main villain is just a nice, common, run-of-the-mill, vengeful, remorseless villain who will happily kill anyone in his path to world peace. I do have one or two morally gray characters, and they’re really fun! My favorite villain is Conner from “The False Prince” He’s totally evil but also brilliantly written!

Same! I only hope I’m writing mine well; I know I’ve still got, like, a million things to learn, lol. But your villain totally makes sense in his motives if he’s doing it for world peace! I wanted to have a villain like yours, but I just didn’t want to try figuring out why he was destroying his entire country bc I’m lazy (that is the true reason), so I remorselessly dragged Wylo down into pits of darkness 😛 Gray characters are the best!!!!!! I love those characters bc they can get complicated and are often some of the most interesting. And I’ve never heard of that book, is it good? I’m always looking for good books 😉 If the title is any hint, it should be good.

Also, I LOVE how Wylo rushed to help Liorah and Gwendolyn! (after some inner conflict)

Thank you! I was actually having some inner conflict of my own; deciding if he’d do that, ha ha 😛 I decided he would 😀

And I love how you argue with Liorah! I’ve actually never had that in my head before, but I wish I did. I did, however, lie awake in bed last night coming up with a comic strip that I will probably never make of Wylo’s downfall. I also imagine portraits of them in my head, of which never turn out even half as good on paper if I actually try 😛

@jasmine

I love that idea of a scale covered lion!! I think I need one of those in my world…

And, actually, thanks for dragging Kami, Wen, and Eltar in, ha ha. I think they are a bit busy, so now they are all officially safe 😛

@mischievous-thwapling

Oh, I love how forgiving Rilyn was of Allen, and @rusted-knight, how Allen apologized. These more gentle interactions are rather nice after all the arguments!

Thank you!! But I’m afraid I’ve been sworn to secrecy on the source of my quote     Sorry!!

Totally cool! Secrecy only serves to make it more interesting! 😀

And don’t apologize for injuring Rilyn, lol! I literally conked one of mine out and the other is lame, so yeah….

I light the arrow, pull the bow,
Shoot that fire right through my soul.

[Mischievous Thwapling]

@wingiby-iggiby

Aw thanks! I figured that she had to have a soft side, and I felt I was following character stereotypes when Rilyn held grudges, so I made her more forgiving 😀 (Konyar actually holds grudges. I figured that out last night XD) And yeah.. we’ve had so many arguments, I decided we needed some softer conversations lol.

Lol! Thank you for understanding!

LOL XD Mine dragons shall cometh to their aid if need be! *unsheathes sword valiantly, foot planted on rock*

"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."

[Mischievous Thwapling]

@wingiby-iggiby

LOOOVE your new quote!! So true!!! I know I’m being a hypocrite after not being able to tell you where mine came from… but if you can/want, what is it from? (Totally understand if you don’t want to 😛 )

"I threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fell."

[Rose]

@wingiby-iggiby

Like Kiark, I didn’t really know much about him. Then I started writing him and realized he’s a typical proud teenager trying to prove himself and not doing a very good job at it. Ta da. Aren’t I brilliant?

I really like how you’re writing Kiark! I can see how he’s trying and struggling. It’s really fun to read! I hope he gets better though…

Oh, but to help with worldview, if you go up into resources you can get a worldview worksheet — which I need to force myself to fill out — if that would help

Cool! I really have to fill that out…

 But your villain totally makes sense in his motives if he’s doing it for world peace!

Thank you! It took a shockingly long time to come up with that. Its a lovely, complicated backstory of love, and revenge, and twisted motiviations. (Goodness, I love writing that!) Only problem, I have this intricate backstory, but how do I make it clear to the reader without a villainous monologue/infodump? I do have a character that knows about it, but he isn’t about to tell it to Liorah! I can hint at it, a little, but not enough to make it clear. Howwww?? Any tips are much appreciated!

I wanted to have a villain like yours, but I just didn’t want to try figuring out why he was destroying his entire country bc I’m lazy (that is the true reason), so I remorselessly dragged Wylo down into pits of darkness   Gray characters are the best!!!!!! I love those characters bc they can get complicated and are often some of the most interesting.

Poor Wylo! (Kind of, I actually like doing that too XD) And I love gray characters too! Until either I or one of my beta readers gets attached to them and I can’t give them an insanely dramatic a satisfying downfall. Then I need to redeem them… *Siiiggh*

And I’ve never heard of that book, is it good? I’m always looking for good books   If the title is any hint, it should be good.

YESSS!! It’s the BEST! It’s a series by Jennifer Nielsen. It numbers 4 books so far, but the fifth is coming out next year. It’s thrilling, exciting, and plot-twisty, with amazing three-dimensional characters. The only thing better than the brilliantly evil gray villain is the snarky, quick-witted, and generally beautifully human main character, Sage. Sage is probably my favorite main character of all time. It has amazing foreshadowing and character voice too! Okay, I’ll stop now. It’s amazing!

And I love how you argue with Liorah! I’ve actually never had that in my head before, but I wish I did.

I cannot count amount of times that Liorah would start arguing with another character while I was just going about my business. Those are the moments that I doubt my sanity XD It’s awesome though, because I get some lovely, sassy responses.

I did, however, lie awake in bed last night coming up with a comic strip that I will probably never make of Wylo’s downfall. I also imagine portraits of them in my head, of which never turn out even half as good on paper if I actually try

Goodness, I do that too! I can’t really imagine portraits though, I just know what they look like vaguely. When I start drawing them, I do figure out what they DON’T look like. I’d draw a nose and then think: “That’s isn’t her nose! Hers is….. not like that.” XD

I love your quote BTW!

@jasmine

Ha! That’s hilarious!

Thank you! I guess that’s just her personality. *Sigghhh*

@mischievous-thwapling

Oh, and sorry for injuring Rilyn. :/ I just really need to figure how she’ll react to injuries

That’s totally fine! I can’t wait to see how she reacts! I actually wound my characters a little too often XD I always have to be careful not to wound them so much that they can’t carry out plot related things. Oh, and thanks for rescuing Liorah!

Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?

[Rose]

Liorah

Spots danced before my vision as I saw the other lizard-like creature in front of the entrance. Blood dribbled from her neck. She paused to speak to someone on her back. Some small person, the one who rescued Kiark earlier. I gritted my teeth, trying and failing to get up again.

Thankfully, I expected it when the she-creature transformed into a girl with dark, messy hair. (Okay, that was a wild guess. I have no idea what she looks like XD) She hesitated, then ran toward me with long, slightly awkward bounds. (Another guess) She sighed, then bent down toward me. I hesitated, then sheathed my sword.

“Sorry, this will probably hurt,” The girl said,

Without any further warning, she lifted me to my feet and carried me inside the cave. She was much stronger than I had thought at first. I swallowed a cry. It did hurt. So much, that my vision faded to black for a few seconds. The girl was obviously trying to be gentle, but she was also in a hurry.

“Pull the lever! Pull the lever!” She shouted,

When we were in the back of the tunnel with the blind girl and Kiark, she let me slip to the ground. I sat against the wall of the passage, trying to clear a path through the pain. I gritted my teeth until it subsided enough for me to think clearly. The girl stood before me, hands on knees, surveying the situation.

I reached out a hand, then realized it was covered in blood, both green from the beasts and red from me. I wiped it on my pants and held it out again.

“Thank you. I couldn’t have made it back alone. I’m Liorah,”

I reached down and started untying the bandage with fumbling, trembling fingers. Perhaps I should wait, but I’d already lost more blood than I could spare and it wasn’t slowing.

“Are you okay?” I asked her, noticing the blood flowing down into her clothing. The irony of the question almost made me smile.

_________

Me: Yes, good. Try to be nice to someone for a change.

Liorah: *Grinning* Let’s see… I’m sure there’s someone else here who I can insult. 

Me: Do not!!! Stop making enemies!

Liorah: *raising eyebrows* I can do whatever I want, and you can’t stop me!

Me: Don’t you dare act innocent when this backfires, I warned you!

_________

@mischievous-thwapling

I’m sorry if I misrepresented Rilyn in any way! I don’t know her very well yet XD

Without darkness, there is no light. If there was no nighttime, would the stars be as bright?

[Jasmine]

To Gwendolyn ‘s relief, the she -dragon shrunk down to a human and carried Liorah into the tunnel. “Shut the door shut the door!” She shouted .

Gwendolyn swung her sword and hit the lever with the flat of her blade. It flipped down.

she spun to face the entrance and to her surprise, she saw all the monsters standing still, ears cocked, body’s tense. A loud rumbling filled the maze and walls shifted. Passageways closed and mirrors grew on newly formed walls. A wall closed the gap between Gwendolyn and the room of nightmares.

that where safe.

 

She turned and faced the group, her legs trembling with relief and exhaustion.

“I’m sorry. That was my fault … I’m sorry.” Her voice trembled as she spoke.

It was bad enough when her brash decisions affected her, but when they affected other people it was almost too much to bear. She had broken the mirror without thinking and now most of the people here where more dead than alive.

Beautiful things don't ask for attention

[Cathy]

“Rosario,” Rosario wasn’t sure why the blind girl was addressing her specifically. Clearly she wasn’t the most “sensitive” she could be talking to, but Rosario did understand she was completely heartbroken. “Someone gave this to me. He said to put it in her mouth. Is he still here?”
“Well,” she said “he’s either right here, or he’s about to be.”
Rosario glanced around for a shimmering sort of silver until she caught sight of Kiark’s uncle. Emotional stakes aside Rosario knew how to follow orders and requests; they at least made sense.
“You there,” she called to him “the girl wants to talk to you.”
Examining him up and down, she pursed her lips, running through everything she knew about him; Kiark neither liked nor trusted him, Ehud was concerned, and the present moment was the first interaction she’d had with him. It was an odd moment for her trying to piece that into a full picture.
“Thank you,” she said, not really sure why “for helping the girl. It was very effective and well-thought, senor.”
She slipped back to Riure and carefully sat down beside them. Barely a second passed before there were more shouts than every, finally the lever snapped down and the cavern closed them in.
“I’m sorry. That was my fault … I’m sorry.” Gwendolyn said shakily. Rosario nodded.
“Yes,” she said “yes it is.” Ehud jabbed her in the shoulder but she continued in the exact same tone. “It was fortunate you broke before Ehud did and for that I am grateful. Now I need you to attend to the wounded.”
With a final nod she smiled at the bow girl.

To be a light to the world you must shine in the darkness.

[Jasmine]

Wingiby Iggiby wrote:

I love that idea of a scale covered lion!! I think I need one of those in my world…

Ha, thanks! Throughout the whole scene I was just making random , wierd animals up as I went.

 

 

“Yes,” Rosario said “yes it is. “It was fortunate you broke before Ehud did and for that I am grateful. Now I need you to attend to the wounded.” She smiled at Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn offered a weak smirk before slumping to the ground and sitting with her back against the wall.

Now that she wasn’t fighting for her life, all of her pains, emotional and physical, washed over her.

Her shoulder felt like it was on fire and worsened every time she moved her arm. Her cheek and above her eye stung and she was pretty sure there would be a scar after it healed.

She felt unbearable guilt for breaking the mirror and loosing the monsters. It was her fault. She knew she deserved to be kicked out of the group. How could she make it up to them? She couldn’t. But she could help the best she could.

She started to get to her feet but the pain in her shoulder flared and it was all she could do to stifle a cry of pain. She sat back down.

You can help the others better if you yourself are at your best

She slipped her bow of her shoulder and layed it on the ground in front of her. Then she set her quiver next to it. She unstraped her sword sheath and cloak and set them down.

She ripped strips of her cloak for make-shift bandages and wiped the blood of her face with one of them. She tore the shredded bits of bloody cloth from around her shoulder. Her white shirt was stained crimson down to the elbow. She gritted her teeth and wiped her shoulder best she could with the strip of cloth, then wrapped it firmly with another. Taking two more strips, she tied them together to make a kind of sling. She made it so that she could easily free her arm and use it if need be, but rest it when she needed to.

then she wiped her weapons down and freed them of the green blood that clung to them. She counted her arrows and checked the string on her bow. She put the quiver back on, along with her bow, cloak, and sword.

She stood up again, this time more carefully. The sling worked well enough, but blood was already starting to soak through the black cloth on her shoulder. She walked up to Rosario and handed her a fist-full of black strips of cloth from her cloak.

 

She them walked away and over to Liorah. She was sitting on the ground and the cloth around her leg was soaked with blood.

” Are you ok? ” Liorah asked the girl \dragon that had saved her.

Liorah was the first one who had helped her gaurd the lever and Gwendolyn realized that she felt a small connection with her.

she knelt down and pulled a few strips from her pocket. “I know how to do a basic wrap, and I can help you. But it’s going to hurt. Do you want me redo your leg?”

She felt uncomfortable asking for some reason, but she wanted to help.

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