Anatra

@rae @koshka

Ok. Here is 100 words exactly. Only 50 more to go! Beware.

There was something mysterious about the Grey Wood. Viktor tugged a fern straight and watched it spring back into a tight curl the moment he released it. The undergrowth was deep enough to hide anything. Animals, people, or castles. 

Nadian’s shriek echoed behind him. Vi…[Read more]

@rae @koshka Y’all had to, didn’t you. lol.

I’ll have fun with this.

*begins packing snowballs*

@elishavet-pidyon

It’s beautiful! I love the almost Ireland fairytale, almost medieval Europe feel. Lovely.

(Also, I hit you with some snowballs, so you could share some more scenes from Golden Song. In case you were wondering. XP)

@ellette-giselle

Ah. Such fun. I love the kid’s reactions. XD

Leon laughed, a knowing expression on his face.

So…what is a knowing expression? Raised eyebrows? A smirk? This is such a vague description that his face won’t settle into one expression. It’s just a blur.

This is random, but I’ve noticed that your characters pray in turns. Is…[Read more]

@koshka @ellette-giselle

Here’s an aesthetic for Project Golden Songs, my new WIP. (It’s the one with the shepherd Aiche) (boy don’t I have a thing for shepherds. XD) I’m not dumping my other two, just trying to get this written.

Meet Elline, daughter of kings. She’s had a rough time of it, but she’s made of sterner stuff than most think.

@ellette-giselle

*Cackles* *Grins*

I love it. Quincy seems good at activating ProtectMode in people. I need to tie that into the book.

Alrighty then.

Leo

The row of hedges ended in another lane. Leo turned up it for a few feet before darting around a large glass greenhouse with a gasped out prayer. He sent a glance over his shoulder.

Rory…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Gotcha. We’re either going to an apartment flat, or their ship the Mantis, you pick.

Silvia

Number sequences flashed across her tablet. She stifled a groan. They had a tail.

A drop of sheer terror made her dizzy with the images, the sounds parading through her head. Pounding feet. Sharp metal. Blood.

She sucked in a deep…[Read more]

*has decided to hit some people*

@elishavet-pidyon snowball×2

@raxforge snowball

@liberty snowball

@ellette-giselle

Then maybe it’s a good plan.

Well, the object doesn’t need to be heavy. It needs to leave a convincing imprint on the scene. This the fabric filled sack.

@loopylin

*Exaggerated bow*

Here’s my card.

@mineralizedwritings

Wow. He’s awesome. And delicate in a quiet strength kind of way. I keep coming back just to stare at his wings.

Agreed. Problem is, my hands are too full of snowballs at the moment to build myself one, so-

*dives into Elishavet’s snow fort*

@raxforge

Everyone needs a snow fort.

*erupts from snow fort*

Aha! Today I flingeth snoweth at thee!

@loopylin smack ×2

@liberty smack ×2

@freed_and_redeemed sma- nevermind. You have mercy for a day.

*pets chilly arsenal*

@whalekeeper

Marcely!!!!!!!!

*Sniffle*

*Offers tea and cookies*

@whalekeeper

This is not something I would enjoy doing, but it’s a thing. So here.

1) Get some boots a couple sizes too big, a large overcoat, a pair of gloves, and some blood from a butcher (or kill a dozen or so pigeons).

2) Fill a burlap sack with a bed sheet, linens, ect. Set up the parlor with your typewriter facing a window as if you were…[Read more]

@freed_and_redeemed

Ack! Sputter, GASP.

Fine. I’ll just have to use words from my actual WIP.

A voice broke the peace of the mountain side. “Wonder if they’ll take us this year.”

Zlati whipped around, concentration thoroughly shattered. Flopped a few paces away, Vulka lay in the sparse grass with a grin firmly in place. He rolled over onto…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Um, what?!

Lol.

Idk… Maybe use my shoes, extra clothes, sawdust, and some of those heavy chains to make it look like I sank into the “bubbly creek” assuming the factories dump into the river so most likely create one. It’s risky, but the first thing that came to mind. XD

@ellette-giselle

*Suspenseful music plays*

Leo

Great blue stars. Leo’s teeth clenched. A tail, here, halfway home. These creeps really hard no discretion. “Good man. On Zero.”

Three.

He tapped his com unt to alert Silvia.

Two.

Silvia even with them under the pretense of taking Quincy. Her eyes were sharp, fingers twitching over her…[Read more]

Here goes.

“Good morning, luv.” Aiche looked up from his fire, a smile in his eyes. His hood was off and his black curls tumbled cheerfully over his forehead. He looked younger than he probably was, and yet-

She settled down beside him. There was a wonderful smell in the air.

“Apples?” 

“Our tree is over there. Eat, then I’ll show you.”