Showing posts with label fan fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fan fiction. Show all posts
Monday, September 2, 2019
Wednesday, August 21, 2019
trying!
Going to really try to get chapter 12 finished for you guys today! Over 800 words on it right now and I hope to finish it soon. :)
Tuesday, August 20, 2019
chapter 12 excerpt
I'm working on it!
"[...] Secondly,
the clothes I gave you are meant to be worn and I would very much like my towel
back.”
Sunday, August 18, 2019
Update!
Chapter 11 is finally posted! I am so sorry for the wait but I do hope it was worth it!
Over 1500 words on this chapter and I just want to thank each and every one of you who left kudos and/or comments - they really helped!
Over 1500 words on this chapter and I just want to thank each and every one of you who left kudos and/or comments - they really helped!
Thursday, August 15, 2019
chap 11 excerpt
I know what you have.
Such an incredibly valuable and
powerful artifact from the Age of Arcanum, allegedly developed by Mordenkainen
himself, though I have my doubts.
I can tell you about it.
Send your response via the enclosed
sending stone.
Monday, August 5, 2019
ugh
Hoping to have chapter 11 of Mirror of Manacles done by Wednesday - I'm cutting it close again this week, but here's hoping I can get through it!
I've been meaning to rebuild my buffer that I had when I started, but that's proving to be more and more difficult. Maybe I need to take some time off of uploading? I really don't want to do that, so I'll keep doing my best to find an alternative.
Best wishes to you guys!
I've been meaning to rebuild my buffer that I had when I started, but that's proving to be more and more difficult. Maybe I need to take some time off of uploading? I really don't want to do that, so I'll keep doing my best to find an alternative.
Best wishes to you guys!
Friday, August 2, 2019
*happy flailing*
Words: 10,362 Chapters: 10/? Comments: 54 Kudos: 124 Bookmarks: 10 Hits: 1190
Update to Mirror of Manacles, I'm just so happy that people seem to enjoy it so much. ^^
Monday, July 29, 2019
Tuesday, July 23, 2019
*frantic scrambling*
Aaaaaahhhhh!
So this week (tomorrow!) I'll be uploading Chapter 9 to Mirror of Manacles and the only problem I have with that is that my buffer has run out!
Chapter 10 is barely started and I only have a few days to finish it to maintain my current schedule.
Wish me luck! ><
So this week (tomorrow!) I'll be uploading Chapter 9 to Mirror of Manacles and the only problem I have with that is that my buffer has run out!
Chapter 10 is barely started and I only have a few days to finish it to maintain my current schedule.
Wish me luck! ><
Wednesday, July 10, 2019
Tuesday, July 9, 2019
Fan Fiction Authors Need More Credit
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Sunday, July 7, 2019
Saturday, July 6, 2019
Friday, July 5, 2019
snippet #003
Caleb saw the elder drow advance on Essek, who was attempting to covertly cast the summoning spell.
Released from the mirror, Caleb’s mind did not seek the nuanced formulas or complex spells; he used his fists, looking like a wild man attacking the imposing interloper with only visions of his own personal torment clouding his sight. Ikithon.
Ikithon’s hands. Ikithon’s words. Those honeyed words woven into a cloak of righteousness and self-importance. How serving him was to serve the Empire. How earning his favor was to be sought above all else...
By the time Caleb was pulled off the older man, his once-handsome features were battered beyond recognition, & Caleb’s hands were cut and bleeding from making contact with his teeth. He turned on who had pulled him away, ready to fight whoever was next, only to be met with Essek’s hands cupping his face. Essek’s words, his voice low & calming, guiding him towards clarity rather than continued fervor.
Essek.
“Come, let us wash that all away.”
And Caleb believed that he could.
Released from the mirror, Caleb’s mind did not seek the nuanced formulas or complex spells; he used his fists, looking like a wild man attacking the imposing interloper with only visions of his own personal torment clouding his sight. Ikithon.
Ikithon’s hands. Ikithon’s words. Those honeyed words woven into a cloak of righteousness and self-importance. How serving him was to serve the Empire. How earning his favor was to be sought above all else...
By the time Caleb was pulled off the older man, his once-handsome features were battered beyond recognition, & Caleb’s hands were cut and bleeding from making contact with his teeth. He turned on who had pulled him away, ready to fight whoever was next, only to be met with Essek’s hands cupping his face. Essek’s words, his voice low & calming, guiding him towards clarity rather than continued fervor.
Essek.
“Come, let us wash that all away.”
And Caleb believed that he could.
Wednesday, July 3, 2019
Monday, July 1, 2019
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