Tag: writing
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Patina – Chapter 146
She’s doing it for you – Hunter’s words ran in circles through Sadja’s mind. What did he really mean? She had noticed the Augur seemed unnaturally fixated with her, but… she had hoped she was getting over it. “What do you mean?” She cried out over the explosions as they took cover beneath a piece…
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Patina – Chapter 145
You’re a failure. What are you even trying to accomplish? Let go. Elissa groaned as these thoughts tried to pull her apart. This was taking place in her own mindscape, so those doubts looked like herself, mangled and twisted as they put their claws into her flesh, pulling her down bit by bit in the…
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Cage of Glass Pilot – Fantasy One-Shot
This comes from a short novel I completed a few years ago. From time to time I like to go back to these characters and their story. It’s the tale of a girl who accepts to become a slave in her older sister’s place, and that leaves her as a servant to the land’s immortal…
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Patina – Chapter 144
Cloria pulled out her knife, slashing at the hooked appendages of the Eerie. She withdrew from the barricades just in time to avoid the dead claws ripping off her armor. She grimaced at the loss of her flamethrower, but when it exploded, casting a yellow flash and sending burning pieces of cursed skin all over,…
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Patina – Chapter 143
Sadja winced, but stood up. She drank from the flask Hunter gave her, and she shielded her eyes from the wall of flames that roared nearby, scattering Eerie all about as the flames began to shift from their silver color to a more natural golden-red. She smelled the horribly-sweet scent of burned flesh, mixed with…
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Patina – Chapter 142
There had been a time, when she had barely started out as Novice, when they dropped her down the Teaching Pit. Common practice. A little test, the same for every girl. She remembered holding onto the rope as they poured her down into the dark, touching the soft sand at the bottom. Hearing the echoes…
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Patina – Chapter 141
The Hunter had not dealt much with the Fae – the actual people, not the remnants of the lost world or the scuttling beasts they had left behind themselves. He had gathered some knowledge, but most of it came from experience, and especially from an encounter in the forest, five years prior: a tall, gangly…
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The Slow Stars And Quick – Post-Apocalypse One Shot
Hope is the most dangerous thing. Dangerous enough, for young Verna, to risk her life and limb (and more importantly, position) to jump on a boat to the mainland. But she couldn’t miss this chance, not once she had perceived it raw and burning at the edge of her Foresight. As for escaping unseen from…
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On the shame of success – Musings/3
This blog started with one goal: help me complete the challenge of writing every day. And I did reach that goal, but that’s where a completely new slew of problems began. I was extremely happy about this result. I was facing down one of my greatest fears and I managed to overcame it, together with…
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Patina – Chapter 140
Sadja would never feel full with a bit of bread and a few strips of salted meat, but eating a little at least allowed her to restore some of her senses. The other people at the table gave her curious glances if they focused for a moment on her ears or tail, but for the…
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