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Chapter 34 done of my Urban Fantasy story, and 4 more to go before I can start editing it. (: This is a long boy, but man is it fun to take some hours to make the world come alive.
Especially the last chapter was fun and full of strange creatures from crab people, to cursed humans. <3
#Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #IAmWriting #Writing #author #indieauthor
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Chapter 34 done of my Urban Fantasy story, and 4 more to go before I can start editing it. (: This is a long boy, but man is it fun to take some hours to make the world come alive.
Especially the last chapter was fun and full of strange creatures from crab people, to cursed humans. <3
#Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #IAmWriting #Writing #author #indieauthor
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Chapter 34 done of my Urban Fantasy story, and 4 more to go before I can start editing it. (: This is a long boy, but man is it fun to take some hours to make the world come alive.
Especially the last chapter was fun and full of strange creatures from crab people, to cursed humans. <3
#Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #IAmWriting #Writing #author #indieauthor
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Chapter 34 done of my Urban Fantasy story, and 4 more to go before I can start editing it. (: This is a long boy, but man is it fun to take some hours to make the world come alive.
Especially the last chapter was fun and full of strange creatures from crab people, to cursed humans. <3
#Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #IAmWriting #Writing #author #indieauthor
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Meet Caroline from Her Borrowed Grave.
Caroline Walters would be using her week to finish her tapestry, based on an unfinished Old English poem, but for some reason, the universe has decided to use her week without childcare responsibilities to drop her headfirst into situation beyond her understanding.
#UrbanFantasy
coming 8th October -
Meet Caroline from Her Borrowed Grave.
Caroline Walters would be using her week to finish her tapestry, based on an unfinished Old English poem, but for some reason, the universe has decided to use her week without childcare responsibilities to drop her headfirst into situation beyond her understanding.
#UrbanFantasy
coming 8th October -
Meet Caroline from Her Borrowed Grave.
Caroline Walters would be using her week to finish her tapestry, based on an unfinished Old English poem, but for some reason, the universe has decided to use her week without childcare responsibilities to drop her headfirst into situation beyond her understanding.
#UrbanFantasy
coming 8th October -
Meet Caroline from Her Borrowed Grave.
Caroline Walters would be using her week to finish her tapestry, based on an unfinished Old English poem, but for some reason, the universe has decided to use her week without childcare responsibilities to drop her headfirst into situation beyond her understanding.
#UrbanFantasy
coming 8th October -
Meet Caroline from Her Borrowed Grave.
Caroline Walters would be using her week to finish her tapestry, based on an unfinished Old English poem, but for some reason, the universe has decided to use her week without childcare responsibilities to drop her headfirst into situation beyond her understanding.
#UrbanFantasy
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#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch
Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 57
#Wss366 Tang #TimeTravelAuthors 8/22 WhateverArmed with the map of the fortress and its grounds, we continued toward the citadel. The parade of passages, gates, and courtyards along the way was bewildering. I had forgotten just how bad it was to be a ground-hugger. If only I could take off and fly, I would be at the castle within minutes.
The evening chill had set in by the time we passed through the last gate and entered the main building.
The Spartan interior took me by surprise. I’d been expecting opulence. The #tang of oil rather than incense flavored the air. Instead of tapestries and painted screens, stacks of supplies and siege equipment dominated the room. It was so cavernous I could have flown around unhindered.
On climbing to the next floor, we found the same thing. It was largely an open space with arrow slits in the walls. Guards were resting in small clumps, chatting. Their voices echoed eerily.
I imagined what the scene would have been like during wartime, with soldiers milling about. The air would have been filled with battle cries and the sound of flying arrows. Just the idea of their hectic motion made me want to seek shelter in the rafters.
Fortunately, the guards at the stairs and checkpoints were casual, and we reached the fourth floor without issue.
Of course, as the mountain shaman had warned, that’s where the problems began.
As we entered, I cawed, “We’ve been seen!”
#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore
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#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch
Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 57
#Wss366 Tang #TimeTravelAuthors 8/22 WhateverArmed with the map of the fortress and its grounds, we continued toward the citadel. The parade of passages, gates, and courtyards along the way was bewildering. I had forgotten just how bad it was to be a ground-hugger. If only I could take off and fly, I would be at the castle within minutes.
The evening chill had set in by the time we passed through the last gate and entered the main building.
The Spartan interior took me by surprise. I’d been expecting opulence. The #tang of oil rather than incense flavored the air. Instead of tapestries and painted screens, stacks of supplies and siege equipment dominated the room. It was so cavernous I could have flown around unhindered.
On climbing to the next floor, we found the same thing. It was largely an open space with arrow slits in the walls. Guards were resting in small clumps, chatting. Their voices echoed eerily.
I imagined what the scene would have been like during wartime, with soldiers milling about. The air would have been filled with battle cries and the sound of flying arrows. Just the idea of their hectic motion made me want to seek shelter in the rafters.
Fortunately, the guards at the stairs and checkpoints were casual, and we reached the fourth floor without issue.
Of course, as the mountain shaman had warned, that’s where the problems began.
As we entered, I cawed, “We’ve been seen!”
#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore
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#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch
Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 57
#Wss366 Tang #TimeTravelAuthors 8/22 WhateverArmed with the map of the fortress and its grounds, we continued toward the citadel. The parade of passages, gates, and courtyards along the way was bewildering. I had forgotten just how bad it was to be a ground-hugger. If only I could take off and fly, I would be at the castle within minutes.
The evening chill had set in by the time we passed through the last gate and entered the main building.
The Spartan interior took me by surprise. I’d been expecting opulence. The #tang of oil rather than incense flavored the air. Instead of tapestries and painted screens, stacks of supplies and siege equipment dominated the room. It was so cavernous I could have flown around unhindered.
On climbing to the next floor, we found the same thing. It was largely an open space with arrow slits in the walls. Guards were resting in small clumps, chatting. Their voices echoed eerily.
I imagined what the scene would have been like during wartime, with soldiers milling about. The air would have been filled with battle cries and the sound of flying arrows. Just the idea of their hectic motion made me want to seek shelter in the rafters.
Fortunately, the guards at the stairs and checkpoints were casual, and we reached the fourth floor without issue.
Of course, as the mountain shaman had warned, that’s where the problems began.
As we entered, I cawed, “We’ve been seen!”
#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore
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#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch
Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 57
#Wss366 Tang #TimeTravelAuthors 8/22 WhateverArmed with the map of the fortress and its grounds, we continued toward the citadel. The parade of passages, gates, and courtyards along the way was bewildering. I had forgotten just how bad it was to be a ground-hugger. If only I could take off and fly, I would be at the castle within minutes.
The evening chill had set in by the time we passed through the last gate and entered the main building.
The Spartan interior took me by surprise. I’d been expecting opulence. The #tang of oil rather than incense flavored the air. Instead of tapestries and painted screens, stacks of supplies and siege equipment dominated the room. It was so cavernous I could have flown around unhindered.
On climbing to the next floor, we found the same thing. It was largely an open space with arrow slits in the walls. Guards were resting in small clumps, chatting. Their voices echoed eerily.
I imagined what the scene would have been like during wartime, with soldiers milling about. The air would have been filled with battle cries and the sound of flying arrows. Just the idea of their hectic motion made me want to seek shelter in the rafters.
Fortunately, the guards at the stairs and checkpoints were casual, and we reached the fourth floor without issue.
Of course, as the mountain shaman had warned, that’s where the problems began.
As we entered, I cawed, “We’ve been seen!”
#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore
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#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch
Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 57
#Wss366 Tang #TimeTravelAuthors 8/22 WhateverArmed with the map of the fortress and its grounds, we continued toward the citadel. The parade of passages, gates, and courtyards along the way was bewildering. I had forgotten just how bad it was to be a ground-hugger. If only I could take off and fly, I would be at the castle within minutes.
The evening chill had set in by the time we passed through the last gate and entered the main building.
The Spartan interior took me by surprise. I’d been expecting opulence. The #tang of oil rather than incense flavored the air. Instead of tapestries and painted screens, stacks of supplies and siege equipment dominated the room. It was so cavernous I could have flown around unhindered.
On climbing to the next floor, we found the same thing. It was largely an open space with arrow slits in the walls. Guards were resting in small clumps, chatting. Their voices echoed eerily.
I imagined what the scene would have been like during wartime, with soldiers milling about. The air would have been filled with battle cries and the sound of flying arrows. Just the idea of their hectic motion made me want to seek shelter in the rafters.
Fortunately, the guards at the stairs and checkpoints were casual, and we reached the fourth floor without issue.
Of course, as the mountain shaman had warned, that’s where the problems began.
As we entered, I cawed, “We’ve been seen!”
#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore
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Hex Appeal
https://sm.farook.org/hex-appeal/Hex appeal or mixed appeal? What did you think if you read this one?
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Hex Appeal
https://sm.farook.org/hex-appeal/Hex appeal or mixed appeal? What did you think if you read this one?
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Hex Appeal
https://sm.farook.org/hex-appeal/Hex appeal or mixed appeal? What did you think if you read this one?
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Hex Appeal
https://sm.farook.org/hex-appeal/Hex appeal or mixed appeal? What did you think if you read this one?
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Hex Appeal
https://sm.farook.org/hex-appeal/Hex appeal or mixed appeal? What did you think if you read this one?
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#phantastikprompts 20.8.
Was würdest du deiner Hauptfigur zum Geburtstag schenken?Fabian aus "Hexen in Hamburg: Vergoldet" würde von mir ein Freundschaftsarmbändchen bekommen - für ihn sind Freundschaften genau so wichtig wie andere Beziehungen.
Link zur Buchreihe:
https://amalia-zeichnerin.net/hexen/#Freundschaft #Hexen #HexenInHamburg #UrbanFantasy #Lesen #Buch
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#phantastikprompts 20.8.
Was würdest du deiner Hauptfigur zum Geburtstag schenken?Fabian aus "Hexen in Hamburg: Vergoldet" würde von mir ein Freundschaftsarmbändchen bekommen - für ihn sind Freundschaften genau so wichtig wie andere Beziehungen.
Link zur Buchreihe:
https://amalia-zeichnerin.net/hexen/#Freundschaft #Hexen #HexenInHamburg #UrbanFantasy #Lesen #Buch
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#phantastikprompts 20.8.
Was würdest du deiner Hauptfigur zum Geburtstag schenken?Fabian aus "Hexen in Hamburg: Vergoldet" würde von mir ein Freundschaftsarmbändchen bekommen - für ihn sind Freundschaften genau so wichtig wie andere Beziehungen.
Link zur Buchreihe:
https://amalia-zeichnerin.net/hexen/#Freundschaft #Hexen #HexenInHamburg #UrbanFantasy #Lesen #Buch
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#phantastikprompts 20.8.
Was würdest du deiner Hauptfigur zum Geburtstag schenken?Fabian aus "Hexen in Hamburg: Vergoldet" würde von mir ein Freundschaftsarmbändchen bekommen - für ihn sind Freundschaften genau so wichtig wie andere Beziehungen.
Link zur Buchreihe:
https://amalia-zeichnerin.net/hexen/#Freundschaft #Hexen #HexenInHamburg #UrbanFantasy #Lesen #Buch
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#phantastikprompts 20.8.
Was würdest du deiner Hauptfigur zum Geburtstag schenken?Fabian aus "Hexen in Hamburg: Vergoldet" würde von mir ein Freundschaftsarmbändchen bekommen - für ihn sind Freundschaften genau so wichtig wie andere Beziehungen.
Link zur Buchreihe:
https://amalia-zeichnerin.net/hexen/#Freundschaft #Hexen #HexenInHamburg #UrbanFantasy #Lesen #Buch
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 126, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK
#Wss366 Classic #TimeTravelAuthors 08/19 Many
It was a #classic problem. I had too #many options.
#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 126, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK
#Wss366 Classic #TimeTravelAuthors 08/19 Many
It was a #classic problem. I had too #many options.
#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 126, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK
#Wss366 Classic #TimeTravelAuthors 08/19 Many
It was a #classic problem. I had too #many options.
#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 126, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK
#Wss366 Classic #TimeTravelAuthors 08/19 Many
It was a #classic problem. I had too #many options.
#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 126, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK
#Wss366 Classic #TimeTravelAuthors 08/19 Many
It was a #classic problem. I had too #many options.
#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn
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Book Quote Wednesday's word is 'busy' #BookQW
Dan Mackmain can tell he's going to have his hands full any time now. He really would like to get some idea of what's going on here first.
The Green Man's Debt will be published by Wizard's Tower Press on 10th September 2026
You can find pre-order links for a wide range of UK, US and international retailers here https://wizardstowerpress.com/books-2/books-by-juliet-e-mckenna/the-green-mans-debt/
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Book Quote Wednesday's word is 'busy' #BookQW
Dan Mackmain can tell he's going to have his hands full any time now. He really would like to get some idea of what's going on here first.
The Green Man's Debt will be published by Wizard's Tower Press on 10th September 2026
You can find pre-order links for a wide range of UK, US and international retailers here https://wizardstowerpress.com/books-2/books-by-juliet-e-mckenna/the-green-mans-debt/
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Book Quote Wednesday's word is 'busy' #BookQW
Dan Mackmain can tell he's going to have his hands full any time now. He really would like to get some idea of what's going on here first.
The Green Man's Debt will be published by Wizard's Tower Press on 10th September 2026
You can find pre-order links for a wide range of UK, US and international retailers here https://wizardstowerpress.com/books-2/books-by-juliet-e-mckenna/the-green-mans-debt/
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Book Quote Wednesday's word is 'busy' #BookQW
Dan Mackmain can tell he's going to have his hands full any time now. He really would like to get some idea of what's going on here first.
The Green Man's Debt will be published by Wizard's Tower Press on 10th September 2026
You can find pre-order links for a wide range of UK, US and international retailers here https://wizardstowerpress.com/books-2/books-by-juliet-e-mckenna/the-green-mans-debt/
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Book Quote Wednesday's word is 'busy' #BookQW
Dan Mackmain can tell he's going to have his hands full any time now. He really would like to get some idea of what's going on here first.
The Green Man's Debt will be published by Wizard's Tower Press on 10th September 2026
You can find pre-order links for a wide range of UK, US and international retailers here https://wizardstowerpress.com/books-2/books-by-juliet-e-mckenna/the-green-mans-debt/
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Bitter Spirits (Arcane Wonderland #2) by Jami Gray
Release Date August 18, 2026
#Fantasy #UrbanFantasy -
Bitter Spirits (Arcane Wonderland #2) by Jami Gray
Release Date August 18, 2026
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Hell's Half Acre (Infernal Affairs #2) by Sherrilyn Kenyon
Release Date August 18, 2026
#Fantasy #UrbanFantasyhttps://www.risingshadow.net/book/84975-helland039s-half-acre
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Hell's Half Acre (Infernal Affairs #2) by Sherrilyn Kenyon
Release Date August 18, 2026
#Fantasy #UrbanFantasyhttps://www.risingshadow.net/book/84975-helland039s-half-acre
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Is #urbanfantasy inherently #queer ? I think there is an argument that media like twilight, buffy, supernatural, the dresden files, etc. are "accidentally queer".
The metaphor of the supernatural living amongst the "normal people", and either hiding it or embracing who they are is literally what queer people deal with in their own lives. I don't think the creators of this media necessarily realized this, but it would explain why they resonate so strongly with queer audiences.
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Is #urbanfantasy inherently #queer ? I think there is an argument that media like twilight, buffy, supernatural, the dresden files, etc. are "accidentally queer".
The metaphor of the supernatural living amongst the "normal people", and either hiding it or embracing who they are is literally what queer people deal with in their own lives. I don't think the creators of this media necessarily realized this, but it would explain why they resonate so strongly with queer audiences.
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Is #urbanfantasy inherently #queer ? I think there is an argument that media like twilight, buffy, supernatural, the dresden files, etc. are "accidentally queer".
The metaphor of the supernatural living amongst the "normal people", and either hiding it or embracing who they are is literally what queer people deal with in their own lives. I don't think the creators of this media necessarily realized this, but it would explain why they resonate so strongly with queer audiences.
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Is #urbanfantasy inherently #queer ? I think there is an argument that media like twilight, buffy, supernatural, the dresden files, etc. are "accidentally queer".
The metaphor of the supernatural living amongst the "normal people", and either hiding it or embracing who they are is literally what queer people deal with in their own lives. I don't think the creators of this media necessarily realized this, but it would explain why they resonate so strongly with queer audiences.
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Is #urbanfantasy inherently #queer ? I think there is an argument that media like twilight, buffy, supernatural, the dresden files, etc. are "accidentally queer".
The metaphor of the supernatural living amongst the "normal people", and either hiding it or embracing who they are is literally what queer people deal with in their own lives. I don't think the creators of this media necessarily realized this, but it would explain why they resonate so strongly with queer audiences.
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Bijou the #TimeTravelingGhost (2nd Edition)
Chapter 18 EP 5: Late Jurassic Era, Swiss Highlands
Illuminati or Elder Races is not the choice you want to have.
Plus: #DinosaursTags: #TimeTravel #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #HistoricalFantasy #LightNovel #Romance #Queer #Sappfic #Serial
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Bijou the #TimeTravelingGhost (2nd Edition)
Chapter 18 EP 5: Late Jurassic Era, Swiss Highlands
Illuminati or Elder Races is not the choice you want to have.
Plus: #DinosaursTags: #TimeTravel #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #HistoricalFantasy #LightNovel #Romance #Queer #Sappfic #Serial
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Bijou the #TimeTravelingGhost (2nd Edition)
Chapter 18 EP 5: Late Jurassic Era, Swiss Highlands
Illuminati or Elder Races is not the choice you want to have.
Plus: #DinosaursTags: #TimeTravel #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #HistoricalFantasy #LightNovel #Romance #Queer #Sappfic #Serial
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Bijou the #TimeTravelingGhost (2nd Edition)
Chapter 18 EP 5: Late Jurassic Era, Swiss Highlands
Illuminati or Elder Races is not the choice you want to have.
Plus: #DinosaursTags: #TimeTravel #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #HistoricalFantasy #LightNovel #Romance #Queer #Sappfic #Serial
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Bijou the #TimeTravelingGhost (2nd Edition)
Chapter 18 EP 5: Late Jurassic Era, Swiss Highlands
Illuminati or Elder Races is not the choice you want to have.
Plus: #DinosaursTags: #TimeTravel #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #HistoricalFantasy #LightNovel #Romance #Queer #Sappfic #Serial
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 125, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK
#Wss366 Tremor #TimeTravelAuthors 08/17. Does anyone travel to the future? What did they (or would they) think of it?
I made my way back into the meadow at the forest’s edge and sat down where I could see both the woodland path and the trampled circle below. Strawberries gleamed in the nearby grass, and I idly picked a few.
When I sampled one, a tart sweetness spread across my tongue, reminiscent of wild Écouves berries.
The Écouves Forest; that was an odd detail to remember. Even though I had forgotten my past, I still had access to a lot of random information. I understood that was common for people with amnesia.
The fruit was truly delicious, better than ones I’d had at fancy restaurants, like on the Hindenburg.
I stopped, and a #tremor passed through me: another memory! It was just a brief glimpse, but I could extrapolate from it. The Hindenburg crashed in 1937. I didn’t know what the current date was, but nothing like the sphinx had existed in the history I “knew.” This must be the future. Given the age of the monolith, it was the far future!
None of this made sense. Maybe none of it was real. Was I a psychotic patient in a mental ward?
I looked around for any sign that I was hallucinating. I pinched myself. It was a cliché test, but the pain reassured me. My chaotic memories were bizarre, but the world was stable, unlike a delusion or dream. The majestic trees appeared ageless, yet otherwise mundane. There was no sinister overlay to the oaks, ash, and pines. The grass smelled fresh and green. A wind with the subtle scent of summer brushed my cheek. It seemed idyllic. Nothing like the ravings of a mad person. Rather lonely, though.
I gave up on my speculation and followed the flow of my thoughts. I wished Emily were there with me. Yes, Emily! A vague image of a woman arose. She had bobbed, short, black hair, brilliant blue eyes, and a slight Asian cast to her features.
“Emily, Emily, Emily,” I said to myself. Was she my girlfriend, partner, or coworker? Whoever she was, she was important to me.
The last strawberry went into my mouth. She would have loved these. I almost heard her say, “They’re peachy; the cat’s pajamas.” Her deep-timbered voice blended with the sound of flutes.
At first, I thought I’d imagined the music. But no, the wind from the woods was carrying it to me. I wasn’t alone!
#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 125, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK
#Wss366 Tremor #TimeTravelAuthors 08/17. Does anyone travel to the future? What did they (or would they) think of it?
I made my way back into the meadow at the forest’s edge and sat down where I could see both the woodland path and the trampled circle below. Strawberries gleamed in the nearby grass, and I idly picked a few.
When I sampled one, a tart sweetness spread across my tongue, reminiscent of wild Écouves berries.
The Écouves Forest; that was an odd detail to remember. Even though I had forgotten my past, I still had access to a lot of random information. I understood that was common for people with amnesia.
The fruit was truly delicious, better than ones I’d had at fancy restaurants, like on the Hindenburg.
I stopped, and a #tremor passed through me: another memory! It was just a brief glimpse, but I could extrapolate from it. The Hindenburg crashed in 1937. I didn’t know what the current date was, but nothing like the sphinx had existed in the history I “knew.” This must be the future. Given the age of the monolith, it was the far future!
None of this made sense. Maybe none of it was real. Was I a psychotic patient in a mental ward?
I looked around for any sign that I was hallucinating. I pinched myself. It was a cliché test, but the pain reassured me. My chaotic memories were bizarre, but the world was stable, unlike a delusion or dream. The majestic trees appeared ageless, yet otherwise mundane. There was no sinister overlay to the oaks, ash, and pines. The grass smelled fresh and green. A wind with the subtle scent of summer brushed my cheek. It seemed idyllic. Nothing like the ravings of a mad person. Rather lonely, though.
I gave up on my speculation and followed the flow of my thoughts. I wished Emily were there with me. Yes, Emily! A vague image of a woman arose. She had bobbed, short, black hair, brilliant blue eyes, and a slight Asian cast to her features.
“Emily, Emily, Emily,” I said to myself. Was she my girlfriend, partner, or coworker? Whoever she was, she was important to me.
The last strawberry went into my mouth. She would have loved these. I almost heard her say, “They’re peachy; the cat’s pajamas.” Her deep-timbered voice blended with the sound of flutes.
At first, I thought I’d imagined the music. But no, the wind from the woods was carrying it to me. I wasn’t alone!
#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 125, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK
#Wss366 Tremor #TimeTravelAuthors 08/17. Does anyone travel to the future? What did they (or would they) think of it?
I made my way back into the meadow at the forest’s edge and sat down where I could see both the woodland path and the trampled circle below. Strawberries gleamed in the nearby grass, and I idly picked a few.
When I sampled one, a tart sweetness spread across my tongue, reminiscent of wild Écouves berries.
The Écouves Forest; that was an odd detail to remember. Even though I had forgotten my past, I still had access to a lot of random information. I understood that was common for people with amnesia.
The fruit was truly delicious, better than ones I’d had at fancy restaurants, like on the Hindenburg.
I stopped, and a #tremor passed through me: another memory! It was just a brief glimpse, but I could extrapolate from it. The Hindenburg crashed in 1937. I didn’t know what the current date was, but nothing like the sphinx had existed in the history I “knew.” This must be the future. Given the age of the monolith, it was the far future!
None of this made sense. Maybe none of it was real. Was I a psychotic patient in a mental ward?
I looked around for any sign that I was hallucinating. I pinched myself. It was a cliché test, but the pain reassured me. My chaotic memories were bizarre, but the world was stable, unlike a delusion or dream. The majestic trees appeared ageless, yet otherwise mundane. There was no sinister overlay to the oaks, ash, and pines. The grass smelled fresh and green. A wind with the subtle scent of summer brushed my cheek. It seemed idyllic. Nothing like the ravings of a mad person. Rather lonely, though.
I gave up on my speculation and followed the flow of my thoughts. I wished Emily were there with me. Yes, Emily! A vague image of a woman arose. She had bobbed, short, black hair, brilliant blue eyes, and a slight Asian cast to her features.
“Emily, Emily, Emily,” I said to myself. Was she my girlfriend, partner, or coworker? Whoever she was, she was important to me.
The last strawberry went into my mouth. She would have loved these. I almost heard her say, “They’re peachy; the cat’s pajamas.” Her deep-timbered voice blended with the sound of flutes.
At first, I thought I’d imagined the music. But no, the wind from the woods was carrying it to me. I wasn’t alone!
#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 125, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK
#Wss366 Tremor #TimeTravelAuthors 08/17. Does anyone travel to the future? What did they (or would they) think of it?
I made my way back into the meadow at the forest’s edge and sat down where I could see both the woodland path and the trampled circle below. Strawberries gleamed in the nearby grass, and I idly picked a few.
When I sampled one, a tart sweetness spread across my tongue, reminiscent of wild Écouves berries.
The Écouves Forest; that was an odd detail to remember. Even though I had forgotten my past, I still had access to a lot of random information. I understood that was common for people with amnesia.
The fruit was truly delicious, better than ones I’d had at fancy restaurants, like on the Hindenburg.
I stopped, and a #tremor passed through me: another memory! It was just a brief glimpse, but I could extrapolate from it. The Hindenburg crashed in 1937. I didn’t know what the current date was, but nothing like the sphinx had existed in the history I “knew.” This must be the future. Given the age of the monolith, it was the far future!
None of this made sense. Maybe none of it was real. Was I a psychotic patient in a mental ward?
I looked around for any sign that I was hallucinating. I pinched myself. It was a cliché test, but the pain reassured me. My chaotic memories were bizarre, but the world was stable, unlike a delusion or dream. The majestic trees appeared ageless, yet otherwise mundane. There was no sinister overlay to the oaks, ash, and pines. The grass smelled fresh and green. A wind with the subtle scent of summer brushed my cheek. It seemed idyllic. Nothing like the ravings of a mad person. Rather lonely, though.
I gave up on my speculation and followed the flow of my thoughts. I wished Emily were there with me. Yes, Emily! A vague image of a woman arose. She had bobbed, short, black hair, brilliant blue eyes, and a slight Asian cast to her features.
“Emily, Emily, Emily,” I said to myself. Was she my girlfriend, partner, or coworker? Whoever she was, she was important to me.
The last strawberry went into my mouth. She would have loved these. I almost heard her say, “They’re peachy; the cat’s pajamas.” Her deep-timbered voice blended with the sound of flutes.
At first, I thought I’d imagined the music. But no, the wind from the woods was carrying it to me. I wasn’t alone!
#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn
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#TimeTravelingGhost EP 12: Post 125, 1,802,701 CE, Middlesex, UK
#Wss366 Tremor #TimeTravelAuthors 08/17. Does anyone travel to the future? What did they (or would they) think of it?
I made my way back into the meadow at the forest’s edge and sat down where I could see both the woodland path and the trampled circle below. Strawberries gleamed in the nearby grass, and I idly picked a few.
When I sampled one, a tart sweetness spread across my tongue, reminiscent of wild Écouves berries.
The Écouves Forest; that was an odd detail to remember. Even though I had forgotten my past, I still had access to a lot of random information. I understood that was common for people with amnesia.
The fruit was truly delicious, better than ones I’d had at fancy restaurants, like on the Hindenburg.
I stopped, and a #tremor passed through me: another memory! It was just a brief glimpse, but I could extrapolate from it. The Hindenburg crashed in 1937. I didn’t know what the current date was, but nothing like the sphinx had existed in the history I “knew.” This must be the future. Given the age of the monolith, it was the far future!
None of this made sense. Maybe none of it was real. Was I a psychotic patient in a mental ward?
I looked around for any sign that I was hallucinating. I pinched myself. It was a cliché test, but the pain reassured me. My chaotic memories were bizarre, but the world was stable, unlike a delusion or dream. The majestic trees appeared ageless, yet otherwise mundane. There was no sinister overlay to the oaks, ash, and pines. The grass smelled fresh and green. A wind with the subtle scent of summer brushed my cheek. It seemed idyllic. Nothing like the ravings of a mad person. Rather lonely, though.
I gave up on my speculation and followed the flow of my thoughts. I wished Emily were there with me. Yes, Emily! A vague image of a woman arose. She had bobbed, short, black hair, brilliant blue eyes, and a slight Asian cast to her features.
“Emily, Emily, Emily,” I said to myself. Was she my girlfriend, partner, or coworker? Whoever she was, she was important to me.
The last strawberry went into my mouth. She would have loved these. I almost heard her say, “They’re peachy; the cat’s pajamas.” Her deep-timbered voice blended with the sound of flutes.
At first, I thought I’d imagined the music. But no, the wind from the woods was carrying it to me. I wasn’t alone!
#TootFic #NMFic #TimeTravel #HistoricalFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Mythpunk #Serial #Sapphic #Slowburn
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Her Borrowed Grave has always been the story of a crime committed in 6th Century York, that was only resolved in the 21st Century. It is one of those books that built up over time. The first draft of the story began in 2004, when I wondered what archaeology the repair of the flood defences in the centre of York. It added folklore and ancient gods. Unfinished Anglo-Saxon poems, and more recently forensic science and tapestry.
More here https://www.vanessajknipe.com/my-new-book
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Her Borrowed Grave has always been the story of a crime committed in 6th Century York, that was only resolved in the 21st Century. It is one of those books that built up over time. The first draft of the story began in 2004, when I wondered what archaeology the repair of the flood defences in the centre of York. It added folklore and ancient gods. Unfinished Anglo-Saxon poems, and more recently forensic science and tapestry.
More here https://www.vanessajknipe.com/my-new-book
#UrbanFantasy #Bookstodon -
Her Borrowed Grave has always been the story of a crime committed in 6th Century York, that was only resolved in the 21st Century. It is one of those books that built up over time. The first draft of the story began in 2004, when I wondered what archaeology the repair of the flood defences in the centre of York. It added folklore and ancient gods. Unfinished Anglo-Saxon poems, and more recently forensic science and tapestry.
More here https://www.vanessajknipe.com/my-new-book
#UrbanFantasy #Bookstodon -
Her Borrowed Grave has always been the story of a crime committed in 6th Century York, that was only resolved in the 21st Century. It is one of those books that built up over time. The first draft of the story began in 2004, when I wondered what archaeology the repair of the flood defences in the centre of York. It added folklore and ancient gods. Unfinished Anglo-Saxon poems, and more recently forensic science and tapestry.
More here https://www.vanessajknipe.com/my-new-book
#UrbanFantasy #Bookstodon -
Her Borrowed Grave has always been the story of a crime committed in 6th Century York, that was only resolved in the 21st Century. It is one of those books that built up over time. The first draft of the story began in 2004, when I wondered what archaeology the repair of the flood defences in the centre of York. It added folklore and ancient gods. Unfinished Anglo-Saxon poems, and more recently forensic science and tapestry.
More here https://www.vanessajknipe.com/my-new-book
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#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch
Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 56
#Wss366 Welcome #TimeTravelAuthors 8/16 WhateverBeyond the archway stood a body of water, several paths, and a passage in the wall. One of my friends, a big bill, was enjoying the pool. I hoped he got leprosy.
Mistress looked around and said, “Hum?”
What did the mountain shaman mean by saying it would be easy to climb to the fourth floor of the fortress? It would be a major feat to even reach the castle, which loomed ahead, off to our right.
My opinion of Sumika’s prior incarnation plummeted. No wonder Glinda-chan was such a pigeon.
While I stewed, she moved into an alcove where no one would overhear us and reached into her robe.
“A map,” she said, pulling out a printed sheet and waving it in front of me. “And you thought I was a silly starling!”
“I’m impressed. My fledgling is growing up to be a wise crow like me. I knew joining your murder was a brilliant idea!”
“First, I am not yours! But thank you. That is the first nice thing you’ve said to me, even if you’re confused about who’s mistress here.”
“You’re #welcome, Mistress.” I suppressed my laugh as too noisy for our current situation.
#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore
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#Airisu: The Crow and the Witch
Himeji Castle (Airisu POV): Post 56
#Wss366 Welcome #TimeTravelAuthors 8/16 WhateverBeyond the archway stood a body of water, several paths, and a passage in the wall. One of my friends, a big bill, was enjoying the pool. I hoped he got leprosy.
Mistress looked around and said, “Hum?”
What did the mountain shaman mean by saying it would be easy to climb to the fourth floor of the fortress? It would be a major feat to even reach the castle, which loomed ahead, off to our right.
My opinion of Sumika’s prior incarnation plummeted. No wonder Glinda-chan was such a pigeon.
While I stewed, she moved into an alcove where no one would overhear us and reached into her robe.
“A map,” she said, pulling out a printed sheet and waving it in front of me. “And you thought I was a silly starling!”
“I’m impressed. My fledgling is growing up to be a wise crow like me. I knew joining your murder was a brilliant idea!”
“First, I am not yours! But thank you. That is the first nice thing you’ve said to me, even if you’re confused about who’s mistress here.”
“You’re #welcome, Mistress.” I suppressed my laugh as too noisy for our current situation.
#TootFic #NMFic #Crows #Otherkin #Fantasy #UrbanFantasy #TimeTravel #Serial #SlowBurn #Sapphic #Folklore