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Sep 2020

I don't write much anymore, however I thought it could be fun sharing the very last sentence I wrote for my story (before pivoting to make it into a comic).

“Not yet, we just arrived” He answered her.

Yes, that is some proper, broken grammar and just an awkward sentence :rofl:.

“Outside, among the trees...” She answered and walked toward the door. “...where I am most at home.”

https://tapas.io/episode/1852890

It would be something to hunt and kill a wild boar like Kadrek could; maybe someday, when he was older and better with a larger, more powerful bow.

https://tapas.io/episode/1852891

I need to get on with my work, so going to tie off till the afternoon with this:

Volya had never had this much privacy and comfort, but so little desire to sleep. The sunrise was too slow in coming at the ranch in Montana.

From "Godswater":
“I should’ve been the one to die,” Ulrick said quietly, looking up at the ceiling. “I should’ve stayed and fought until they killed me.”

Surely they wouldn’t try to kill each other, would they?

https://tapas.io/episode/1852892

He quietly walked up the stairs; the candles were definitely lit in one of their own rooms.

https://tapas.io/episode/1852893

“And we can buy good weapons and armour, maybe even some spell casts.”

https://tapas.io/episode/1852894

“It was a hunch, I admit it,” Lydia chuckled disarmingly. “One morning I woke up after an exhausting dream, and I just knew that this mysterious relic ethnic group was responsible for Anabelle’s curse.”

“Here he comes now.” Yuma pointed at the eastern gate with a quarterstaff she had found somewhere.

https://tapas.io/episode/1852895

The Diabane were hearty eaters, and to Hari that was the single best thing about this race of oversized warriors.

https://tapas.io/episode/1852896

And to press the pillow with Liam’s lingering scent to his cheek.