Alessio stared at Nithel a bit. As if he couldn’t believe the man didn’t know what writing was. Nithel’s brows furrowed moreso. Perhaps Alessio came from a place where the leafed squares were common, and the symbols on them.

Nithel felt a strange feeling wash into his heart, and he rinsed it quickly. I don’t need to know everything, if Alessio…[Read more]

“It’s more logical to stay in the group. There’s a greater safety in numbers,”

Nithel nodded once, and was somewhat glad. He liked people. And he would be relieved, if not for the sweet man.

“The sooner we start moving the more likely we’ll survive. One of the biggest priorities would be to find food and water. It’s also going to be important t…[Read more]

“I’m sorry…”

Nithel’s heart rent, and he took another step closer.

Alessio was so tight, the pain and fear rippling off him making it hard for Nithel to breathe.

“I’m sorry, I…”

Kasiin. He was like Kasiin when he’d made a mistake. But memory was bittersweet. The man had cursed me. The man had been a dear friend.

“have trouble with…with plac…[Read more]

@this-is-not-an-alien

Yeah. 😄

“No, it’s a way of life. And a rather sadistic one at that if you don’t count for eternity.”

Nithel’s steadying chest felt like a blade had cut it. Things had ripped through his chest before, for love, and this hurt worse. Sadistic. Nithel ran his teeth along themselves, looking at the side of Alessio’s face with narrowed eyes. No. Love is self…[Read more]

Alessio jumped to his feet, Nithel’s brows quirking in small confusion. He wasn’t going to run.

That didn’t feel normal, but… I just met him.

Nithel stayed low, watching as the new men stood, holding out his hand to the other, as Jaylin had him. Jaylin… Nithel cast his eyes about, where was he? Nothing. Maybe in the rows of shelves.

“My n…[Read more]

The youth stared up at Nithel, his eyes starved. The ache in Nithel grew deeper, and tightened. There was a fight inside him. Choosing something. Nithel waited, silent.

Then like a veil, the Alessio’s eyes were closed. “Doubtless I have a certain distinction for being a walking tragedy and that certainly accents hope since there’s nothing els…[Read more]

@joelle-stone Indeed!!!!

EVERYONE: If you’d like to join a free writing challenge Mr. DeGraaf works at….

theyoungwriter.com/challenge

@skylarynn

It is a castle, and there are so many ways! ( @this-is-not-an-alien has started one with a village though.)

You could read through the Fantasy Character Castle Chronicles n.1 to get some ideas.

Basically, you just drop them somewhere in the castle, somewhere they won’t be alone too long. Or you could drop them in a room of people as…[Read more]

@skylarynn

I don’t mind if you join!!!

Several characters have been, or are about to be, flipped for new ones. Good timing.

@rusted-knight @anne_the_noob1 @beth20

@joelle-stone @this-is-not-an-alien

(I feel like I’m forgetting somebody. Sorry!) What do you all think?

“A boy in pain, lost and alone. A man, seeking truth. Trying to escape a cage.

But you know what else I see?” Nithel waited, his tone still calm, pained, and honest. Nithel looked down at Alessio’s head. “I see hope.”

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@this-is-not-an-alien