Folith-Feolin

This is unrelated and I really shouldn’t be awake right now, but I’m confuzzled

Has anyone else ever seen the time on a comment labeled “right now”? Really silly, I know, but I have never seen that on KP before.

@loopylin

Yes! That would actually be really helpful. XD

Oh, I know. Me too.

Okay, I’ve been thinking about starting a challenge in January to read a poem every day. It’s something I’ve seen elsewhere as a way to help develop smoother, more lyrical prose.

I’m thinking that if you don’t have a good poet on hand for the day, a psalm will do. And there’s no penalty for missing a day, just a challenge to see if you can get in…[Read more]

@rae

Lucille

“Hm.” Lucy was still thinking about Gabriel’s previous words. Maybe their homes were near each other; after all, Lucy couldn’t leave her city either. “I… No. Didn’t see anything.

@rae

Lucille

“That’s nicer than being called Fifth at your christening.” Lucy glanced at him. “That’s my ma’s name too. Gabriella, I mean. It’s the prettiest name I know.”

@ellette-giselle

Ah ok that’s cool! Yeah I used to post chapters and kinda made Tauren my whole personality back then lol.

@ellette-giselle

Wait, this is actually crazy, did you join kp after I stopped posting my story?? Tauren was my main oc for like 2 years! His story is the one I was writing when I joined kp, and it’s unfortunately been neglected for a bit. Who’s your Tauren I don’t think I’ve met him?

@rae

Lucille

After he was sure the floor was steady, the Protector gave Lucy one of his blades again. Lucy held it with the tip pointing down, but it glowed enough to illuminate their path. The walls swelled from years of shifting earth; dark solidified soil cracked through the plaster. Where the wall was unbroken, someone had decorated it with…[Read more]

@rae

Lucille

There was another door ahead; gray, with wooden panels, it was the kind of door that hid along an equally gray wall in a sagging house.

“I want to know why it’s here.” Lucy got up and, after some thought, played a descending scale.

The floor creaked. As Lucy played, the room shifted like a ship at sea, and when she looked at the…[Read more]

‘Racist Hospital Workers Let Kid Die.’

😂 I’m dying

@loopylin
Yep, those are the rules I remember

@rae

Lucille

Lucy had to choke down a snort. She took the piano lid and pulled. It was heavy but had no hinges. It fell off with a thunderous boom. She scampered back, lost her balance, and sat down suddenly. Dust rose and she let out two sharp sneezes.

@rae

BAhaha XD

I think it’s safe to say this is a weird place and there can be weird random objects scattered within. Maybe that says something about the labyrinth masters, not so much the piano itself.

@rae

Lucille

“You’ve…” Lucy trailed off, brow furrowing. She clacked her fingers over the keys and tried to play a folk song, but only knew a few seconds of it.

@rae

Lucille

“Dunno why they’d put a piano in here. I wonder who they are.” Lucy couldn’t tell if they had returned to ground level – after taking the door that led into earth – or if they were in the labyrinth’s basement. The floor had sloped slightly as they walked, sometimes up and sometimes down. Even here, her internal compass was…[Read more]

@loopylin

That was lovely. Your descriptions are so pretty, and it’s such a tight piece of short fiction. Hopefully you don’t regret posting it anymore because we appreciated reading it.

@rae

Lucille

Lucy bent her right arm and flexed, her confidence incidentally boosted. “Mm-hm. Good.”

Short reply because I figured Gabriel will lead us on

Yeah, big-sibling little-kid energy but also mentor-follower. Lu doesn’t have siblings either and she’s mentally associating this with adults she knows. If she becomes Barnes again,…[Read more]

@loopylin

That is really cool. I like it. It had me engrossed.

Thank you for sharing!

@rae

Thank you! ♥️ It seems I felt well enough to write something just now, haha. Energy when you’re ill is so inconsistent.

@rae

Lucille

The darkness was warm and comfortable in comparison to the outdoors, where they had wandered in the clammy mist for so long. Protector’s blades glowed like light through rose-colored glass. He turned them over in his hands and his hair lit up, twice as red, almost artificial.

His question finally registered. Lucy shrugged. She h…[Read more]