Fantasy writer living in Invercargill, NZ. Usually found working, running or writing. She/her.
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not limited to but including...
Easter eggs, cherries, crab divination, running rings around dangerous monsters, milkshakes, boudoir novels, battledore, listening to music and taking drugs, arguing politics, beach, ballet, ghathi theatre, gladiators, singing, the Detroit Pistons, and art.
50 word, snake
Their guide pointed at Zay's staff. "Why did you bring that?"
Zay struck the staff on the ground. The loose rings jingled. "To scare the snakes."
"Stop! You-" The guide froze as glowing eyes loomed above the trees. "You've scared off the snakes. And attracted a dragon!"
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Thanks to everyone who replied to the prompt 'What little details make your worlds feel lived in at @hiriadunning.com's awesome #pretendpanel.
It's great to read everyone's replies, including so far.. (1/2)
If not joy, why write?
I mean, there's a lot of hard slog, but the moments that make everything fit together are *chef's kiss*
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This is a wordy prompt! Who came up with this!
In my world there are two long established gods, a spider god and a cactus goddess, who grant Voices, (humans who speak for and to them), magical gifts.
One of my MCs is a Voice of the spider god, Mowe.
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It annoys him when his mum insists on using an ancient form of crab divination rather than asking his Voice mentor, whose divine gift is foresight.
"At least use a spider, Mum!"
And a sketch of his mum and the crab
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This song is on all my favourite playlists right now- and the lyric video reminds me of my beloved Southland hills. The Strike- Devils in the Canyon.
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youtu.be/De_e0i_ccmQ?...
'Praan' by Michael Poliak, Garry Schyman and Palbasha Siddique is the first song I finished a competitive run to and will always be my finish music!
youtu.be/-qA1lJWXsuw?...
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50 words, lost
Kass frowned at the desert sky through her pluvella's trickling canopy. The water's flow faltered. Kass's frondlike gills tightened. Her breath quickened. She tapped the hollow handle. Gears clicked and the water dome resumed.
Her tail shivered with anxiety.
The pluvella wouldn't last. She couldn't afford to get lost here.
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