The Ducktator

@rae thank you! My dad said the same so it looks like this is a keeper!

My prose is weird lol. I kept it in my style (sorta like my fanfic) but I also wanted to inject a bit of the style from books I like.

I read it, and I have to say, it immediately captivated me.

Not only does the Prologue promise us a swash-buckling tale of heroics and battles, but I find the prose rather enjoyable. It definitely has that storyteller feel like Uncle Garth in Secondhand Lions (if anyone gets that movie reference). Maybe not exact, but it reminded me of…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

The Protector — Gabriel Mai

When Lucy tried to play the piano, Gabriel relaxed, realizing it was merely an instrument. He pressed a few keys exploratorily, sneezing as the dust traveled under his mask and into his nose. “Is it a magic instrument? Most the ones in my world are ones you have to blow wind through to work, or have s…[Read more]

@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.

@whalekeeper
I love how Lucy is wondering why there’s a piano in the room, while I’m over here like “It couldn’t be empty, and just a couch or chair is boring, so piano was the first thing I thought of”. Zero deep meaning just a brain who was trying to rp while listening to a streamer talk about a mech video game.

@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.

@whalekeeper

The Protector — Gabriel Mai

“A piano? This is a piano?”

Gabriel touched it gently, dust flying into the air. He jumped back defensively as an off-tune note rang in the air from the key he pressed.

“Is that normal?” He watched the piano like a curious kitten, not sure if they should attack, ignore, or play with 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.

@whalekeeper

The Protector — Gabriel Mai

Gabriel nodded. “Good.” He stood, the voices that still had been whispering in his head that day were quiet as he had bound up her arms, but now they returned, a constant noise slowly driving him insane.

Gabriel waved one of his glowing blades ahead. The walls were rough like brick, the floor with l…[Read more]

You guys can comment on the doc. If you haven’t seen me update it in a while, badger me into writing more (preferably here rather than there) lol

@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

LOL, take a look

@whalekeeper

Gabriel Mai — The Protector

Gabriel untucked his shirt, cutting along the hem in a long strip, then cut another one. He pulled the vial disinfectant from his pocket. “Hold still.” He took her arm, trying to be gentle, but he knew it would sting. He silently cursed himself for leaving salve in his cottage and not slipping it into h…[Read more]

@whalekeeper BRUH THE MEMES LOLLL

@rae

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

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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]