6 Month Challenge
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“‘That’s fair enough,’ Taluin allowed with a smile, wrought with a fondness that made Locke shift in his saddle. ‘Your bloodline has deep, deep roots in that land, Locke. It’s no wonder you’re out of place here.’” Happy Wednesday, everyone! Wednesday means another RoW80 update, though there is not much to report. I have been…
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“He knew they would be flowery words to win Taluin over, but, glancing toward Hederrick looking back at them with surly impatience, Locke realized that what he said was mostly true. If this thing was going to work, if they wanted to cut the others to the chase, things would have to smooth out between…
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“Looking at Estialog and his tired eyes, his hunching shoulders, the intricate lines across his sallow, grey skin, Gilferen realized that Knolan was not nearly as old as he and Locke made him out to seem. It was merely that they were so young.” Fellow readers, RoWers, and enthusiasts, brace yourself. I’m about to deliver…
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“‘Temperamental?’ asked Jaxson, who didn’t know any better, his voice dripping with his sarcasm. ‘I know our young Gilferen here has a penchant for putting fire in women’s hearts, but this easily exceeds any prior scorned lovers thus far. What’d he do, love? Nasty disease, was it?’” Though this Sunday seems distinctly lacking in sun…
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“‘Are you crazy?’ he demanded back, throwing up his arms in frustration. ‘Why would I be following you? Me and my five friends, no less, because we’ve nothing better to do than stalk around, following mad women through the streets. Hadesari’s Mask! What did I do to piss off the Ana’aea’aek now?’” Happy Wednesday, everyone,…
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“And so they continued up the gradual slope toward the stables, while Gilferen contended with the knot of dread in his stomach. It wasn’t exactly the gobbits that caused it, or even the dangers and discomfort of the desert ahead of them. It was just a good, old-fashioned bad feeling and he glanced toward the…
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“Naturally, it was with those final words that the gobbit released a massive sneeze, narrowly missing Taluin’s outstretched hand with a trajectory of thick, milky mucus. Placidly, it licked what remained dripping from his nose. ‘Oh, yes,’ Gilferen murmured, almost losing his straight face thanks to Locke’s snickering. ‘They’re just lovely.’” Hello, everyone! Today is…
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“As Gilferen contemplated the city disappearing behind them and the sand and sky stretching ahead, Locke gripped his sleeve for support. Faintly, Gilferen sent a grin his way. ‘This is absolutely insane, isn’t it?’ he asked. We’re actually going out there. We’ve all got to be stark raving mad.’” It looks like it’s my week…
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“There were no signs of scheming on that bold, frank face, though. Just the same hard determination that had always been there, with the faint mist of something else clouding his eyes. On closer inspection, Gilferen could find those eyes steadily on the back of Taluin Sera Cohl, on the long pale braid swaying slightly…
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“She said they would talk, but, only a few moments after Kadue had started to gentle stroke her hair, she had fallen into a deep, undisturbed, and desperately needed sleep. He stayed with her the entire night, helping her back into her shackles when the morning inevitably came.” I’ve said it before and I’ll probably…
L.S. Engler 