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 would be the first one to walk into the newly-excavated building. He had received the letter the other day and it promised him that right.
The dishes and plates jumped up from the table, bouncing around and the glass fell the floor, covering the woken mats in broken glass. They screamed. Xandri leapt up.
The bell above the shop door tinkled as it opened. Frell looked over casually. Her eyes widened at the uncommon sight: some kind of colorful underwater slug slithered inside. Definitely not something she usually saw on land here.
“Hold on.” Blucini was holding the jar of fish chunks over her head as Steed tried climbing up her body to get to them. Nina just laughed and didn’t help at all. “Do something!”
Puzzle lay on the beach with her eyes closed as she felt the waves wash over her. She felt like after her accident, well, deliberate mistake, she should be afraid of water.
The raw air was like knives on her skin. She had grievously misjudged the potency of her artifact and now she was in trouble. Her brother’s hot-air balloon was so far above now. She couldn’t hear him anymore, only the roar of wind past her fur. It became nothing but a shrinking point and then …
Especially a crow with clipped wings. Of course, he wasn’t a crow, he was a cat. But she knew now he was a rook in his heart.
By the end of 2019, I’m hoping to just have a better idea of the history of my world and the place of the people in it.