Short stories in the Sparse setting during #Preptober before NaNoWriMo
In the world of Pevrea, two moons hang in the sky.
there are two kinds of magic: the old mana and the new curse alchemy.
The quiet little town of Mistseek, surrounded by desert and ocean and impassible mountains. The salt air, the creak of the ship. A whole new country!
She thought it was far enough away to start over, but it’s never far or fast enough to outrun yourself.
Now there is an affliction spreading over the land of Pendalosa, right as she opens her new shop and starts making friends. Can she help solve it without letting go of her dreams, even when everything feels impossible?
Keep your friends close, never lose your sense of wonder, for the curse is spreading.
It’s a good thing she decided to open a magic shop! She smelled opportunity here, but she can’t do it all alone.
She’ll need the help of both friends and enemies so she counter a powerful organization that wants nothing more than to keep things the way they are…
Everything hangs in the balance
What lengths would you go to in order to protect what you love, when everything feels hopeless?
A touching tale of hidden strength and courage
The Table of Contents: A list of related stories in order. Since I’m writing out of order, probably necessary for making sense of things.
We’re friends, Nina echoed. My first real friend, not approved by my family. She found herself smiling back too, feeling a little silly but also happy.
I tried making a banner.
I need to think of a way to advertise my store.
Blucini told herself this was the right thing to do. With what had happened, she couldn’t hide in this mansion forever and avoid all contact with the outside world until the hysteria and suspicion passed. She needed a normal life and normal interaction. She couldn’t live the life of a caged pretty bird feranoth, its wings forever clipped.
There was a stool set up for her to sit on, an empty musical stand, and another chair where her teacher would sit.
Proud of her plant, she brought it to show-and-tell the next day. She forgot it there, where it then stayed abandoned in the hallway for the next week, shriveled and died.
Nina grew up in a rural milieu, which shaped her preconceptions and biases against townsfolk. That didn’t change until she was away from her family while finishing up her education – and lived inside the boundaries of that same town.
He took another step. She released his hand. Two more steps and he teetered again. She grabbed under his shoulder and held him before he fell over.
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