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Gabriel Mai

Gabriel took the offered cheese stick, trying to open the packaging. It felt so weird to his fingers, smooth and cold without texture or the same crinkle as paper. He eventually ripped it open, but hated the texture of the cheese. It felt a bit slimy to him, but he didn’t want to offend Mel, so took a…[Read more]

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Soldier

“Do you guys want a cheese stick?” Mel asked.

I stopped looking through a stack of paper on the table (it was a boring stack of paper anyway) and looked up. “Cheese stick?” I repeated. “Where?”

She gently pressed one into my palm. I bit it in half. Delicious. All too soon it was gone.

I shoved through the…[Read more]

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Moth

“Yes, I do.”

Ellis was happy with that. The two boys jogged back to the academy, past trimmed hedges and trees, and back to the more open area where the gymnasium was.

The gymnasium sat behind the academy, so there was a bit of distance between the two buildings. Even though it was separate from the main building and much sma…[Read more]

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Moth

“I am just looking for something to do with someone. This is a fun little mystery, but I would rather be with someone than go on an adventure by myself.”

Moth picked up the stick Ellis had dropped, which was a fine stick worth stealing. He twisted it idly like a baton. “I’ll follow you until you tell me I’m annoying.”
He might…[Read more]

@whalekeeper not me trying to figure out whether or not my characters would recognize the name “Colorado” because the Spanish language and the name of the river (although it’s largely localized to one state/planet instead of multiple) both exist in their universe

in the end I decided not to bring it up lol

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Huntress

“Can we g…[Read more]

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Did that leave you with more questions or answer some?

That answers enough questions. Although I guess I have one more. Is all this worldbuilding and character stuff new? I’m curious to know how the novella is coming along, what with this recent disclosing of information.

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Yeah, it’s cool how many different ways the…[Read more]

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Lucille

Lucy started, looking from Mel to the door. It had changed without the rest of them noticing. The stains of mud on the door made it look as if it belonged outside, pulled from a backyard or a porch.

Food sounded good. Lucy’s heart felt tired, in a good way, but that meant her body was tired too. She was a l…[Read more]

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“I’ll call him Paul… Junior.”

Lucy inwardly cringed so hard when Mel said that

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Moth

“Perhaps we have.”

There was always a little more land ahead to search, and Moth would search longer if he was the only one there. He would wander out of the grounds. But he was always too tempted to follow a trail after it faded. It was such a strange idea to think that he was tied to a boarding school now, of all thi…[Read more]

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I like this concerned mom character.

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I might one of these days! I think I shall set a goal to finish at least half of my WIP before joining any RPs though, because I will totally get distracted and abandon my story XD

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Sounds like it was a pretty fun rabbit trail to go down though.

Speaking of rabbit trails, I was going to tell you – I started reading about changelings in folklore, and it’s been argued that changelings were an explanation for special-needs kids. I think that idea is so interesting and sad.

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Ah. Makes sense. She has some wisdom. XD

(I very much overthought this question)

That’s valid. I just spent 20 minutes researching the Pre-Raphealite art movement because I was wondering if it would be a better term than “medieval” for costume design. Result: it would not.

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AHHH! Felicity! She is such a fun character. I like her chart.

And I have no other coherent thoughts at the moment. Ummmm…

Would she like sky-diving?

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Moth

“There you have it, then.”

They walked on, following where the trail might have gone.

There weren’t any other signs of disturbance. After a while longer, it seemed like a wild goose chase. No matter. A wild goose chase was something to do, anyway. Moth admired the landscape as they went.

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Moth could explain what a robot is, but he doesn’t know very well himself.

Moth

The faerie continued walking. “It came with Lois Thorne. A quiet metal man, it was. Perhaps he commanded it to go into these gardens. I do not know why.”

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Moth

“Ghosts can walk, although they cannot leave footprints. It might be a Neighbor, taking hold of a physical vessel. But that is unlikely. It is most likely a machine.”

Moth stopped short. “Ah, I remember. I saw a machine yesterday night.”

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Moth

Moth collected some of the cotton-like fluff from the reeds and made a palm-sized nest on the ground. He laid the bird there. Then he started walking, speeding up to a quick stride. “You coming, Stormwatcher?”

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I’m scared to ask because I don’t want you to be right

I won’t say anything, then.

Moth

Ellis voice had grown a touch uncomfortable. His eyes, which had glowed icy blue a minute ago, were scanning the reeds.
He could be right. This was just how nature worked. But the bird might have been killed unnaturally.
Moth went back to stu…[Read more]

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Moth

“Why? Did you have a vision, just then? Was it…”

Moth stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the bird’s body. He picked it up and cradled it to his chest, brushing its head feathers with his fingers. The poor thing was still warm.