Mist
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  • Reads 316
  • Votes 32
  • Parts 5
  • Time 15m
Ongoing, First published Feb 13, 2014
Still, your tongue spat out dark obsidian, cursing us to the depths of Hell, one by one. When will you ever learn that you are just like us? You too clip the wings of angels, rip out their teeth, gouge out their eyes, bath them in tar and only give them fire to drink, poison to eat. The only difference between you and I is that you were flooded and drowned with power, as I contained it with curiosity and passion. I am the light. You are the darkness. Storm and fire rage around us, and the Earth is born.

The only remnants of us are contained inside of the Mist.
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Wendizzy's Writer Room

2 parts Ongoing

In this book, you'll get a behind the scenes look at how your favorite characters were born, my creative process, and the dirty details never before revealed. Tex's Camp Q&A: Come sit by the fire and ask me whatever you'd like. We can roast marshmallows, tell scary stories, and hang out in the comments like a big, happy family. Gator's Backstage Pass: A place full of secrets. Learn the-sometimes embarrassing-details on how my wildest scenes came to life, facts about the characters, the process, and myself.