MineralizedWritings

This door idea is cool. It’s reminding me of the 100 Cupboards series

@rae

That’s alright

Lucille

“It looked real to me,” Lucy argued.

Her attention was taken by a more typical door she would have seen in her city, in one of the courtyards. The door had a letterbox. Through a crack, warm light glowed, and a faint unidentifiable sound crackled from within.

Lucy pushed the slot open by sticking her fingers…[Read more]

@rae

(much better than my randomness lol)

The randomness worked well for the setting and gave me ideas 😛

@rae

Lucille

Lucy ran up next to him. “Let me see – come on.”

The peephole was too high for her, and Gabriel had to help her up.

She peeked through the hole. The sight of a warm, stone room greeted her eye. An old man sat on a chair, rocked back and resting, a book’s pages turning in the air of their own accord.

“You can go home,” she whispered.

@rae

I literally forget that food exists sometimes until my stomach starts hurting badly.

You might not find my advice useful, especially because you have a physical condition I don’t. I don’t presume to know how many physical vs. mental blocks you’re facing.

But I’ve been actively working on this problem myself. So maybe what I’ve been doing…[Read more]

@rae

I’m so sorry!

Eating habits can be sooo hard to overcome…especially when your subconsciousness is telling you that losing weight=good 😭😭 I’ve been there before. There can be so many lies attached to food and eating habits, and if you think that might be part of the problem, I’d suggest looking at your thoughts and the lies you might be…[Read more]

@esther-c

okay! sounds good!

Don’t worry about it, it’s okay <3

@rae

Lucille

Gabriel opened the door and they slipped into an open, circular room. A room filled with doors.

The doors surrounded Gabriel and Lucy. Tall, stove-sized, ash-white wood, paneled peeling rust – decorated with ornate arches, they encircled the room together. Lucy recognized most of the materials, even if some designs confused her.…[Read more]

How’s everyone doing? :]

@ellette-giselle Also I love your signature lol

@ellette-giselle

Dante

“A wheelchair.”

He pointed with his free hand. There was one parked next to side entrance of the building. “You do know what those are, right?”

@rae

That looks really good I love it! I kinda like the wind direction in the other picture better, but this still looks cool. I love the way you drew the hair and colors.

but since my tutor recently told me to stop selling myself short,

Your tutor is right. Probably 90% of an artist’s struggle is learning to say “good enough.”

@ellette-giselle

sorry it’s short. I got stuck.

Dante

“Oh, so I can talk now. I don’t know. Up to you. Maybe we should steal a wheelchair. I’ve always wanted to do that.”

Does the headmaster for this already have a name? He’s a shapeshifter, right?

@rae

ExcUse me. Noodle arms?? How dare you

I’ve gtg to bed. I will reply to your next thing when I have time tomorrow.

Lucille

She shrugged. “I’ve hammered a rail spike before. Can’t be much harder.”

She didn’t bother to mention she had adult help in the challenge.

@rae

It’s funny to be the person with the younger weaker character. I’ve unlocked move sets I’ve never used before. Mwahaha

Lucille

“Thank you for stayin’ around me. Even if… heh. I’m strong enough on my own to ride a giant crow.” Lucy flexed her arm and grinned widely.

It wasn’t natural for her to smile that wide but she wanted to do it.

@rae
Apparently we have only one way to potentially fix this problem. Behold, the power of cuteness:

Lucille

“Hm.” Lucy stood next to Gabriel in the doorframe and watched him pause at the first step. She considered what she did with her parents in stressful emergencies. Awkwardly, she took his arm and gave him a hug.

@rae

Lucille

Lucy stood holding the door open, but didn’t go inside. “Do you want me to stop talking? Isn’t there something to help you feel better?”

@rae

Lucille

They came to a room without any extra doors. Gabriel looked for windows behind the curtains, while Lucy went to the nearest wardrobe. She found a flight of steps inside and waited for Gabriel to notice and confirm.

“Do you want me to stop talking?” she asked.

@rae

I’ll do it if I feel up to it, then. :]

Lucille

“Can I help?” Lucy asked, beginning to feel concerned at this point and guilty for not knowing what to do. She clutched her new handkerchief in her pocket, ready to pull it out in case he needed it, but also twisting it nervously between her fingers. “It seems like your ears get pretty sore.”