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I FELT LIKE GIVING YOU ALL A SMALL UPDATE.
Because I haven't bee publishing lately, here's some teasers for what I HAVE been writing:
"Lizzie filled the old tub with lukewarm water, and then sat Tommy down on a stool, draping a towel over his shoulders and back. She filled a jug with the water, then hesitated.
“Is it ok for me to touch your wings? I know most Avians and Elytrians can be pretty sensitive when it comes to wings.”
Tommy thought for a moment."
"Suddenly, they heard a sharp knock come from the front of the shop. A familiar voice rang through Tommy’s ears.
“Hello? Is this shop open or not?” Sapnap shouted. Tommy visibly paled and started shaking. Lizzie glanced at him once and replied “Be there in a minute, just sorting out some old stock!”
She then said in a quieter voice “You know him, I take it?”"
"“It’s” he thought for a moment, and picked something random that sounded… right “It’s Grian.”
Lizzie smiled “Well, goodbye, Grian. Be careful with those wounds, they could re-open, and all the best on your journey.”"
"This one was slightly larger, was red and was covered in stickers of macaws and parrots. Laughing softly at the transformation, Grian checked the message.
Welcome Grian to the server!"
- This is all small snippets of what I've been doing with "Ruins" and "Running".
"Tommy ran away from Exile. That’s all Wilbur knew, or, at least that’s all Dream had told him. To where, no one knew."
"Revisiting the hell that he had endured for the last 13 and a half years of his life was… hard, to say the least. Everything he saw was a reminder of what he had gone through. From the never-ending staircase to the marks on the walls, Ghostbur’s paddock and JSchlatt’s bar. It was all still there."
"Until it changed, on Phil and Kristin’s anniversary."
- This is a new story I've been writing. It's called "White Sparrow", and I hope to get it and the other one published soon!
Be safe everyone.
~ Nia