So many things seem eternal, seem, in the moment, to be without end and culturally permanent scars. The great flood; the memory of dragons; the knowledge that there are demons in the dark.
A slightly longer snippet this time, and one I rather like.
Somehow, I am actually up to date on my wordcount. Today’s suggested goal is 13,333, and I am up to 12,650, which means by the end of the day, I will be right.
I have succeeded. Notte’s novel is only about halfway done. It’s tying in with the Sundered sequel, too. I may be at this for a while.
More from Notte! It’s unedited, etc. I’m still behind on words, but that is okay. I’m making great progress.
“Keep up, idiot,” Re muttered, and I shook myself from my wonder to trot beside him.
Fair warning: this is almost completely unedited, beyond a quick skim for typos (which I probably missed anyway).That’s okay. First drafts are what they are.