Failed hermit | Attention whore
Optimistic pessimist | Beautiful hypocrite
writer of microfiction and poetry
until next time my friends, may your swords stay sharp, your gold real, and your weekend rich with tales to your liking ⚔️🪄💖
until next time my friends, may your swords stay sharp, your gold real, and your weekend rich with tales to your liking ⚔️🪄💖
“How—”
“I get them from my father’s side,” Leona whispered.
#FastPrompt 219
“How—”
“I get them from my father’s side,” Leona whispered.
#FastPrompt 219
“How’d you manage that?” Leona whispered.
“I used to be engaged to their chief,” Fivy explained.
#FastPrompt 219
“How’d you manage that?” Leona whispered.
“I used to be engaged to their chief,” Fivy explained.
#FastPrompt 219
#FastPrompt 219
#FastPrompt 219
“Let me rephrase: My great-grandmother, Lady Lorelai, half-elven Queen of Escrafar, the much-sung #heroine of Liminos, who prophesied the birth of your king’s heir.”
#FastPrompt 219
“Let me rephrase: My great-grandmother, Lady Lorelai, half-elven Queen of Escrafar, the much-sung #heroine of Liminos, who prophesied the birth of your king’s heir.”
#FastPrompt 219
“…That lies to the south. The #Wise_One said to go north,” Matteo objected.
“I’d like to get a second opinion from an even wiser source,” Leona said.
“And who is that?”
“My great-grandmother.”
#FastPrompt 219
“…That lies to the south. The #Wise_One said to go north,” Matteo objected.
“I’d like to get a second opinion from an even wiser source,” Leona said.
“And who is that?”
“My great-grandmother.”
#FastPrompt 219
“So…I’d never find the way out without you, huh?” he asked.
Hilly smiled, but her eyes weren’t focused on him. “That's right,” she replied in an odd tone, before continuing on, past melting clocks and bleeding brains…
“So…I’d never find the way out without you, huh?” he asked.
Hilly smiled, but her eyes weren’t focused on him. “That's right,” she replied in an odd tone, before continuing on, past melting clocks and bleeding brains…