Measured Words

Oh, I have been planning this for a while. Well, I had something else planned, but in-game events made me change my plans. In the end it is for the best I think - I now Know just how to end this thing! Don't know exactly how I'll get everything in to pace yet, though :) We shall see!

( Shadows 11.2 )

Writing....slowing down.... School....sucks....

( Shadows 10 )

The writing exercise for today played nicely into what I have planned for the last bit of Shadows 10, so I figured what the heck! Here it is :) I have 10.3 written as well, and just need to find time to ype it up. We'll see - maybe later this afternoon.

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“I don’t think you’re very good at this,” the woman’s voice taunted in a sing-song tone. Marla shrank down into the b hollow between the tree roots, wishing she didn’t agree so fully with her pursuer’s assessment. She also wished that her back-up from the fort would arrive. It was weeks overdue, and at this point the situation had far exceeded the bounds of her training. The other woman stopped to chant the words of a spell, and a feeling of dread washed over Marla.

“I can see your terror, little spy. You’re not good enough to hide from me!” The footsteps drew closer, crunching ominously against the forest’s dry underbrush. Marla tensed, ready to bolt. “Ahh, there you are.”

The voice was filled with a malice incongruously matched to the woman’s appearance. She looked like any other refugee: dirty, scrawny, and tired. But there were other details which cloaked her evil in an aura of innocence. Laugh lines. Greying hair and sparkling, merry, eyes. The months of travel had left her thin, but Marla had no trouble imagining her with a little extra weight. It rounded out, so to speak, the image of a friendly matron, always with a cookie or a sweet in hand for a hungry or lonely child. It would have been all too easy for such a creature to lure in the abandoned children who’d followed this band out of the city. No one else cared enough about them to do more than notice when they fell silent and turned into automatons, waiting for her command to release the demons she’d bound into their shells. Most had barely even noticed until it was too late.

Marla looked up into the sorceress’s face, noting how cruelly her lips twisted downward into a sneer, distorting her otherwise friendly features. Springing forward, Marla swung a kick upward, landing it firmly between her pursuer’s legs. The woman doubled over in pain, and Marla was off, scrambling to her feet and tearing back through the trees towards the safety of the other camp.

I know, i know - but as I said, it is easier to carry around a book and write in it than to work on things that require my laptop. I have kinda sorta started a new Pieces bit though, that might be considered exciting...

( Shadows 10.1 )

Took me long enough :o One more section on this, which is mostly written but not typed, to come...

( Shadows 9.4 )

edited, etc, waiting for approval on character use.

( Shadows 9.2 )

Well to me anyway.

On a whim, I stuck all my Shadows chapters into one file (easier than adding) to see the total word/page count: 51887 words, 110 pages. Shiny. Considering how long it took me to get here though, I hope you understand why I'm disinclined to commit to NaNoWriMo ;)

This came fast - I don't knwo why exactly, but it was just easy to write!

( Shadows 8.2 )

I'm only posting this as it is there only Shadows chapter not posted as a single installment, woot.

( Shadows 2 )

I like to think of this as the Matteo Chapter. So hopefully you like Matteo. Or if you especially *don't* like him, this'll be good for you too :o

( Shadows 7 )