What happens when history repeats itself, but this time, magic is dead?

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Meet @willowchilde.bsky.social's and my would-be heroes from our novel-in-progress. 💛 (Art by Nonny as well!)

His skin is the color of clay, and with his hair pulled back in a curly ponytail, his pointed ears stand out too. Mam never did say exactly who his da’ was, but honestly, good for her, breaking societal norms. It’s just that it’s not working in his favor here at the whole ‘evading capture’ thing.

“Little?” The laughter breaks free on the word, booming outward as a grin filled with challenge spreads across Haki's face. Black wings spread & the group of merchants collectively take a step back.

“Good sir, I have been called many things in my life but not a single one of them has been little.”

“You’re asking the terms & conditions before you even know what it does. This is a cloak of invisibility. While you’re wearing it, the only one who can see you or hear you is the one wearing this,” he tugs up a chain from beneath his tunic. "Intrigued?"

- From @willowchilde.bsky.social's & my WIP.

“It’s different, coming from the forest. The world moves quietly there. You learn the rhythm of the birds, the rustle of a creature passing closeby, the ways the trees lean after a storm. Life is slower. In some ways, simpler. But it’s never less.”

- From @willowchilde.bsky.social's & my WIP.

Oops, sorry to have disappeared. 🧹✨

My dear @willowchilde.bsky.social and I have spent the past several months working on something beautiful that isn't ready to see the light of day just yet.

And then there's Marin, who wants to play with his toe beans and retract his claws. She's a girl of simple pleasures.

Sometimes, it’s the little things that mean the most. Today, I’m celebrating my character’s birthday. Honoring moments and milestones that bring you joy—no matter how silly they might seem to others—is one of the many things that make life feel a little more magical. ✨🌻
Happy birthday, Francis. 💛🎂

I am reminded every day that I was the child in school who struggled with writing essays with an assigned word count. Not because ten pages were hard to write; but rather, that it never seemed enough to tell a story the way I wanted it to.
#writerproblems

"It takes someone special to see all of the little worlds within our bigger one. Hold onto that, Marin."

— Another peek into an epic adventure with the lovely @willowchilde.bsky.social

#originalcharacter #writing #fantasy #oc #ocart #fantasyart

“... You’re going to get yourself in trouble singing things like that.”
“That does seem probable, yes. We *are* in the right place for it,” Westley agrees with a fiendish grin and wink. “Maybe I like trouble.”

— more to come with @willowchilde.bsky.social ♡

#originalcharacter #writing #fantasy

Fear. Anguish. Determination.
A heavy sword, a heavy heart — a destiny no one wanted.
It might have ended there — no child should feel the weight of his father's sword in his hands. It SHOULD have ended there.
But it didn't. It's only just begun. ⚔️🪶

When he speaks, his voice reminds her of the thunder that rolls through the moors on windy nights, and for a minute, she closes her eyes, getting lost as though she’s standing at mountain’s edge, listening to the echo of something that's been hers for all her life. 🏔️🍃

#wordgamewednesday #ficwip💛

Dear spring, I miss your flowers.
With love, autumn. 🍂