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And I’m tired so if you see this consider yourself as tagged as you want to be.
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So, my work schedule just opened up a bit for this week. The camp is very small and relaxed. I can take a couple hours off/chat while on the job, especially in the afternoons between 12-3.
If anyone wants to do a writing call etc. I’m up for it. I do have business stuff/Necessary writing that I desperately need to do. The impetus would be great.
To tag or not to tag? That is the question…
@whalekeeper (aka the unofficial-official call organizer) @ellette-giselle (aka the official-unofficial keeper of contacts) @anyoneHot Milk+Brown Sugar+Vanilla+Ginger+Cinnamon=All the comfort this world can offer.
Wilhelm
“What kind of river?” Wilhelm asked absently as he pushed himself back to his feet. As delightful as a little chaos was for a small while, the disorder was already eating at his nerves.
He began pulling the mats back into place. Their smell intensified as with every slap against the stone floor. Herbaceous green was overtaking what he now realized had been the smell of sweat. Not that Wolfgang seemed to mind. He was going on about some river he had been fond of as a young boy. Or maybe it was a drink.
The evening was grown late. Wilhelm glanced out the window, a frown creasing his forehead.
“Wait. Did the curfew bell ring while we were sparring?”
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Thanks! I can do a little art, off and on, but commissions etc. are beyond me at the moment. Seeing what y’all do will be great inspiration and solace for a weary brain. 😄
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I love this. It’s madness. Wow. XD
Wurmssssssss.
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Wilhelm
He looked back at Wolfgang. The boy’s eyes were so wide Wilhelm thought he could see his reflection.
“Ja. We’re friends.”
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That was rather short. Here’s an extension:
Quiet had returned to his room, but the place was pleasantly rattled. Woven rush mats lay in scattered heaps across the floor. The table was closer to the wall than it had been before. Wilhelm stretched is arms over his head and sighed.
“My terms are easy enough. You shall hold the House of Kemp in honor whenever you speak of us. If you ever do, of course.”
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Wilhelm
He crouched on his heels and finally let his grin out.
“Thine ears perchance.” He handed Wolfgang’s sword back. “But it was a good fight. I’ve never seen a style like yours.”
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I really want to, but I don’t think I can. I will look forward to seeing what y’all do!
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I’m going to try to respond. I have 3-5 hours left on this day’s work. My brain is pudding.
I have gone back and forth between options. Not sure which is better, but it’s about time it ended. Sword fights are usually resolved quickly. *dives into a martial arts lesson on sword disarming* *scrambles back breathless*
I think he’ll use the “serpentine” method of disarming by envelopment.
Wilhelm
The golden headed boy was laughing as he recovered from his roll. Wilhelm pushed aside the impulse to chide himself for missing that moment mid rise when Wolfgang was vulnerable.
There really was no time for it. The other boy was already striking.
The rapier hissed toward him, wide and confident. Wilhelm leaped.
Forward, again. Like a madman.
Forget striking his opponent. This was friendly combat. He snaked his shield arm around Wolfgang’s blade, pinning the weapon against his side and wrenching the hilt from Wolfgang’s hand. His own sword was in place a little to the left of Wolfgang’s shoulder.
He backed up, solemn as a graven image although laughter was bubbling in his throat.
“Parley?”
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Must write. Must write for Wilhelm
For Wilhelm!!!!
Wilhelm
“Ach!” Wilhelm twisted away from Wolfgang’s attack. The rapier stung his arm.
The fight was now almost over. Of course, it might have been over already if he had advanced on Wolfgang when the boy was down. That was the problem of a soft heart in battle.
Always a problem.
He gritted his teeth and flipped his sword around. The speed brought more force to his strike without expending as much energy.
Wolfgang’s sword was flashing in the corner of his vision. He left it there and focused on Wolfgang’s face. Reckless laughter filled the boys eyes. He was clever look too. It was easy to defend against his sword, but what about his will?
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Thank you for sharing! That’s awful that the contract was broken like that. I’ll be glad to help out in what ways I can.
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I love this so much. Sorry I didn’t reply before now. Work has been insane. For a week. I’m typing this up on my lunch break.
I’m thinking of doing a Men of Iron move with Wilhelm’s battle reflexes… It would be a completely different approach than typical modern fencing based on getting points.
Wilhelm
His opponent was holding his own. The challenge had Wilhelm’s blood running high in his ears. A smile gleamed in his eyes though it never reached his lips.
Wolfgang’s sword flashed toward him. Wilhelm had no time to think. He pivoted, striking the blade away from himself with his own. The swords rasped against each other, locking into place for a split second.
Everything happens in the moments between seconds.
Wilhelm leaped forward. His shield raised before he had a conscious thought to do it.
Thud
In want of an offensive weapon, defense can become offense. His shield connected with Wolfgang’s collarbone. The other boy was thrown back against the door.
“Oh!” Wilhelm stepped back He let out a breath.”Are you all right?”
I don’t think that would cause serious injury. He will probably have a bruise though. Boys. Lol. Do what you like.Â
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I’m glad the others had timely responses for you! I just wanted to say I have impulses to fast fiction specifically. Once, I fasted all writing for a month, although I did not do it in an entirely beneficial way. Writing non-fiction/journaling/poetry is incredibly powerful for one’s personal Spiritual life. The thing that makes me want to sometimes back off fiction is that I can forget that myth is best used as a lense to see reality with new eyes and instead lose touch with the world God made. For that reason, it can be good to take a step back to refocus. I will not try to say whether God is asking you to step away from writing or not, but I thought I’d let you know I’ve been somewhere similar.
And here’s some food for thought. You seem to have a strong foundation on which your understanding of fasting is built, but here’s a bit of mine in case it helps.
Fasting is something you do for your own personal Spiritual life and/or to bring down strongholds. There are two passages of Scripture on fasting that come to mind. First is Matthew 6, which teaches that it’s to realign your trust and desires into God’s will. Second is Isaiah 58:3-12 which describes the kind of fast that God want us to practice. Basically, it’s about taking away the things that can hinder relationship with God and others (Not about punishing ourselves or trying to convince God to do something). Verses 6-8 say specifically God chooses a fast that is “to loose the bands of wickedness, to undo the heavy burdens, and to let the oppressed go free, and that ye break every yoke?… to deal thy bread to the hungry, and that thou bring the poor that are cast out to thy house? when thou seest the naked, that thou cover him; and that thou hide not thyself from thine own flesh?” Fasting challenges us because it brings some of our own faults to light so they can be dealt with. Both passages continue to challenge my understanding of fasting and even prayer.
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I actually might be able to make this one. *cue muted cheering*
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