#airisu — Public Fediverse posts

#WordWeavers 17. How far beyond the local home of your MC does your story extend?

#TimeTravelingGhost has so far extended all back to the Cretaceous–Paleogene extinction event.
#Airisu, #KonbiniIdol, #MyGirlFriend, and #TheGirlWhoSawGhosts extend into the Shadow Land, Kakuriyo. Which is literally an unmeasurable distance.

#NMWW #NMPrompts

#ScribesAndMakers Apr 9: Our next featured creator is a professor. Does any of your work involve professors and/or universities?

Short answer: Yes

• #TheGirlWhoCouldSeeGhosts: The MCs are university students. The special university for people with high reikon/霊魂 is mentioned for the first time.
• #MyGirlfriend Almost Got Me Killed: Mikito-sensei (光尊) is introduced.
• #KonbiniIdol The special university and Mikito-sensei play an ongoing role. The MCs are not students anymore.
• #Airisu: The Ghost and the Witch: Airisu was a professional student. Otherwise no.
• Bijou the #TimeTravelingGhost: Bijou was a professor of metaphysics. Arkam University is the only location so far the characters visit more than once.

#NMSAM #NMPrompts

#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch

Nameless Shrine (Airisu POV): Post 15
#Wss366 Glance #MastoPrompt Lake

“Danger! Danger! Danger, Will Robinson!” I screeched, flying back to Sumika and hiding in her long hair.

“What is it?” she asked, but when I opened my beak to answer, the riverlets crawling over her kimono crackled and popped, drowning out my answer.

“It’s just an old shrine,” she explained. “We used to come here for tests of courage when I was little. No one even knows what kami was enshrined there.”

We were now on the overgrown path. Weeds grew in the track, and a river of bugs flowed through a gully. Dead things that consumed the light in their path, leaving darkness in their wake, and finally gathering in #lakes at low places.

I peeked out from behind Sumika’s head and saw a small stand of ancient ginkgo trees ahead. One #glance was all it took, and I ducked behind her again. There was a shadow inside the grove crowned with golden ginkgo leaves: sinister, deep indigo fire pulsing with red sparks.

I tried to warn Sumika, but the energy crawled up her like egg-hunting snakes and sparked along my wing feathers. All that emerged from my beak was a hoarse croak.

Over the static, a song whispered in the air of ancient power, lamenting the past. It crept into my ears like maggots whispering:

          Royal gold
          Hoarfrost’d now
          Silent grow
          Earth sheltering
          Pulse quickening

Oblivious, Mistress brushed at me. “Hey, get out of my hair.”

I scrambled to stay, wishing I were back at my trailer, where my only worry was my dismal life.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #Serial