It was quiet.
Not a real quiet, only the façade of silence loud with insecurities, and with torturous anticipation.
A numb sort of quiet because it was coming again. If the silence were a color it would be grey – not pure white or wicked black, not a single color really. The kind of grey that blocks out all the other colors and just fa…[Read more]
You’d have thought Arsene had never seen Alessio use his powers for all the racket he was making.
Yes it’s a stupid wall of fire, and you vanish things out of existence so I think we’re even! Water was pouring out the ceiling, even worse than most rainstorms he’d been caught it. That. was not fun.
Arsene actually looked a lot more panicke…[Read more]
*cough cough* Uh…what happens to them if like this character’s *cough* entire character arc revolves around him NOT being willing to accept his greed and selfish characteristics…??
How am I gonna do this without major insta-spoilers and a huuuuuuuuuuuuge mega backstory infodump? *cracks knuckles dramatically*
CHALLENGE ACCEP…[Read more]
Nithel didn’t like Sherlock. Something about him grained on his chest. The lack of deference or respect for everyone else, but himself. But he knew the Star Breather loved him, so he chose love him as well, to wonder why he was what he was, even if Nithel didn’t like him. But, does the Star Breather really love this Sherlock? Does He really love…[Read more]
Bored out of his mind. That was eXaCtLy how Alessio was feeling…
He couldn’t afford to slow down.
Get somewhere marginally safe. Find Arsene. Where was that idiot now? Alessio wasn’t sure whether he was more miffed that Arsene wasn’t there, or that he was really scared for him. Because it was a stupid idea to catch feelings for a bankrob…[Read more]
“After me punks! Never bet against a ranger when death is on the line!” He whooped and dove into the mirror with- Accept your greed and selfishness.
Nithel’s chest tightened, but he jumped up, (snatching the cloth if blind man left it), and dove through after him.
All had to enter now, and the walls were literally closing in. No time to thi…[Read more]
Hehe…somehow I knew you’d catch that.
You cheated you Googled it didn’t you!?!
The man looked at Nathair a little quizzically, he could already feel himself being assessed, judged. He was used to that, so incredibly used to it. That was the basis of human interaction, wasn’t it? Judging, assessing how useful every individ…[Read more]
I am probably the most nonlinear writer you could hope to meet! But I’m actually trying to make an effort to be more liner with my Certain as the Sun fic…
My sister is the same way. We’ve discussed its merits and faults many a time. xD
I’m just looking at hitting major story beats mostly. Anytime I try to plot what happens betwe…
And I have another doc that’s 34,000 words… but some of those are rewritten scenes back to back. Does that count?
Nice. So do you write chronologically (starting in chapter 1 and ending at last chapter)?
BTW I’m still pulling together an outline for Lost City of Dragons, if you want to critique it, you can give me your email addre…
“You remind me of someone I used to know…” Someone spoke, not loudly, but not in a whisper. “Nathair, at your service.”
Nithel glanced over his shoulder, brows quirked. Is he speaking to me? ‘Snake’ or ‘Serpent’ was looking at Nithel; Nithel wondered about the parents, that would name their child such. Nithel nodded to him, slowly. “Nithel,…[Read more]
The blind one was grumbling about glass in his foot and threatening to pick a mirror at random.
His bleeding foot looked painful. (*Me: Go figure.*)
He’d observed that sometimes other people wince when someone else is in pain, even if they don’t know them too well. But, he’s never experienced that, it just fascinated him.
That boy Alessio alway…[Read more]
The blind man was trying to get the strange substance out of one of his feet. Nithel’s feet still burned from all the sharp dust in them, but the man had a large sliver. Like a piece of metal. And he was bleeding quite a bit.
“Ya’know what. I’m just gonna go with the one nearest me.” He said and stretched out his leg, more blood leaked from th…[Read more]
Nithel was just… so done. He put two fingers on his forehead and stared at the three mirrors.
Accept your unforgiveness and vengefulness.
Accept your anger and wrath.
Accept your greed and selfishness.
The first and last caused no fear in him. None at all. The second did… as he thought of times in battle where uncontrollable rage had…[Read more]
As for my WIP, the working title is Lost City of Dragons – I tend to abbreviate it to tLCoD. Another working title is Brand of the Crypt – I hate the title though. 😑 It is SUPPOSED to be a standalone novel, but it’s also kinda a trilogy? I want it packaged as one volume, but at the moment it feels like it has three climaxes, so, I…
Of course, they were gorgeous, as like unto the blood of your enemies 😉
Well you just aced the bad-pun street there honey 🙃✌️
Then do it already!!! 😂👌 (JKJK!!!)
That’s probably for the best…
Hey Hannah, nice to meet ya! So what are there, like four of you on here now? I have six siblings, but older sister (the other writer in my family) was more of a Kingdompen girl, so it’s just me. 🙂
Look, I’m literally writing three timelines in this novel. And those summaries were for one of them.
I love it. xD And I very much fee…[Read more]
Sooo…I’ma gonna drop this character in coz he’ll really develop Alessio’s backstory and that side plot with assassination attempt Hades did and also be in this group so everyone can be active on one side if the other’s inactive…
Anyway…this character has a very interesting headspace, I haven’t really successfully pulled it off before yet…[Read more]
*Gives you a sweeping bow with lots of cloak fluttering as a greeting*
Greetings, Cathy’s older sister!! We have informally met several times XD I believe we used to be in the Villain’s castle together, I remember Grimme!
aka Rose aka Troll Duchess with the wicked cool sword earrings. And she does sword fighting!
I am gratified…[Read more]
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