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📚🐈☕ I’m that friendly acquaintance from way back when—hope you’re doing well! I’m all about the vibes. I write whatever tickles my fancy, whenever my fancies are tickled. Website, books, socials & more! https://linktr.ee/sagetgreene

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 7d

My book ETHERI is in AllAuthor's Cover of the Month contest 📘

I'll probably post about it a few times this month. I vote for these most months, btw; it's a fun way to see what folks are up to. Looks like there's some cool stuff in there!

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The cover of ETHERI by Sage T. Greene. A hand reaching up over a galaxy background.

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The Latest Kate @thelatestkate.bsky.social · 7h

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A drawing of a black cat resting under a blanket. The caption reads, "please be patient with yourself; it all feels overwhelming because it IS overwhelming"

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Lilly Lockwood 🔥Pre-Order Broken Bells!🔔 @voicesofvalhoon.bsky.social · 8h

Happy International Lesbian Day to my favorite idiots who totally aren’t completely in love with each other. This was a completely casual candlelight picnic and a totally platonic hug.

"Oh, Líadan. You didn't have to." Tears welled up in Aila's eyes.
"I know, but...I wanted to. You've looked so stressed ever since you got back. I know this isn't much, but I wanted to try and bring you a little comfort. Ebha helped me with the food. Hopefully it turned out okay."
Aila pulled her into a hug, and they both melted into the embrace. Their faces were flushed when they pulled away. Líadan busied herself with the food, and Aila pretended to study the small stalactites on the ceiling of the cave.

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 10h

Someone needs a Vitamin D supplement and a therapy lamp 😅

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Walker Harris @walkerharris.net · 11h

Pyntal is not pleased about having had to move back to #Felcrown, the megadungeon that became a city. She'll learn to love it, tho - especially a certain friend she meets. 🥰

#WIPSnips

Screenshot of a work-in-progress manuscript with the word 'dungeon' highlighted.

Stepping out into the hallway where her parents waited, she was reminded that a dress wasn’t the only thing keeping her from running. Running anywhere just to feel the wind in her face. Running away. Back to her real home.
“Ugh, there’s even more of them sleeping in the hallway,” she whispered. A family of dragonborn had set up a make shift tent next to a similar one that housed three duergar dwarves. The dragonborn parents and their two small children were playing a dice game of some sort. They seemed happy, but Pyntal had no idea why.
Not only was this massive dungeon of caverns and carved tunnels ridiculously calling itself a ‘city’, but it was a poorly run one at that. Cities didn’t have one room she had to share with her mothers and communal washrooms and cafeterias she shared with hundreds of others. Cities didn’t have families living in hallways.
Cities had streets. Cities had buildings and trees… and sky! There was nothing but stone here, and no area open enough for even a jog.

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 12h

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 12h

THE HAND THAT FEEDS by @sasseverett.bsky.social

Romantasy x Indecent Proposal x 🏳️‍🌈:

🌶️Spicy scenes that are NOT shy
🌼Cozy setting
🔺Love triangle
✨Healing magic
💜Queer Rep

Check out the full review!
(Slight spoilers, more details at beginning of review ✌️)

#BookReview #BookSky

THE HAND THAT FEEDS by SASS EVERETT: A Review (Spoilers!)

There is much to enjoy in The Hand That Feeds. I was drawn to this book because of the succinct and intriguing premise, as well as the beautiful cover (simple and effective!).First, let me say that th...

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 13h

Congrats! 🎉

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Rebecca E. Reyes @rebeccareyeswriting.com · 13h

I sold my first book off of my Kofi shop! Woo!

Lilly Lockwood 🔥Pre-Order Broken Bells!🔔 @voicesofvalhoon.bsky.social · 14h

Done and skittering over to buy the book 💕

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 13h

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Adregem ཐིཋྀ @adregem.bsky.social · 16h

Sunday has just become the Moth King's prisoner #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #Authors #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #FantasySky #Romantasy #AuthorSky #AmQuerying

One of the schrats wears a wide leather bandolier outfitted with skeleton keys dangling from brass rings. He looks like Chewbacca if Chewbacca was dumpy and a janitor. Every step he takes makes the keys clink.
At least we’re going upstairs, which can only mean I’m not about to be put in a dungeon.
We enter a long corridor lined with identical, plain wooden doors. Key Master Schrat unclips a key from his bandolier and unlocks one of them. I listen for the sounds of prisoners begging for food or death, but it’s quiet as a church on Tuesday.

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 15h

I love writing from Tok's perspective, it makes it easy to drop lore naturally~
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #bvm #bipoc #amwriting #Fantasy

“You shuffa up wit one of I brodas in a time of tragedy strange steppa”, Nazhe began
addressing Tokonus now. “Before it all, I am Nazhe, Septu of da Quxion and dis great city of Sakydra. Around ‘ere are me shimmers and Zepta of Sakydra, who are you steppa to address I family?”

Although not all clear, Tokonus was stunned at what he did learn from Nazhe short introduction. To call the other eight members his shimmer, were the Zepta all his mates? If Septu meant that Nazhe was the leader of the people, did that mean that the Zepta were his harem or were they something more? Then there was his speech, Nazhe did not speak exactly as the other Zhaly and even the Ghuly did. There was a strange mix to his accent that stood out to the Lukshen.

“Septu Nazhe, I am known as Tokonus and I have traveled with the broda Aesus as a leader of my own people. In good faith, I ask that you address me as Tok for that is the name that those closest to me name me.”

“But why dis man come, me Nazhe”, Jniaja spat with a click of her tongue and a wave of her hand.

“A rightly thing to ask, you know”, one of the furred males agreed. “You don’t think their arrival be a coincidence my Nazhe. They did come together, you know?”

“Dat be da step of it”, the Septu agreed with a nod. “Me Zepta be showing rightly concern on dis. Why him come, Tok, why shuffa ‘ere?”

Aesus, puffy eyed but collected looked over at Tokonus with a mix of concern and uncertainty. It appeared that the Zhaly wished to jump in, and indeed his mouth opened as if to speak, yet no words tumbled out.

“I am the one who found your broda locked away in a dungeon”, Tokonus replied noting the sharp clench of the Septu’s fist at the words. “My story is long and complicated, but I assure you I arrive as a friend of the Quxion, not as a rival or enemy-”

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M. Walsh - Author @m-walshwrites.com · 15h

#amwriting #WIPsnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky

Krutch and Celeste were brought to a dungeon in the lower level of the palace. But unlike others that he’d encountered, SPOILER’s prison was cleaner and better kept. He saw no sign of rats or vermin, and though he couldn’t smell with his stuffed nose, he suspected there was no stench to be found.
The walls were painted a light shade of taupe, and the floors were polished and spotless. The cells were tidy, containing a cot complete with fresh sheets, and each even had a toilet. There were no bars, but rather thick panes of glass that slid across the floor like big windows.
As they were locked in their respective cells, he wondered if SPOILER cared about his prisoners’ comfort, or if he just preferred every chamber of his palace kept in pristine condition. Probably the latter.

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 14h

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 15h

My dad and I used to sit on the back porch and watch the rain together. He'd tell me, "I love you in the rain."

I Love You in the Rain turns “I love you” into a phrase for all occasions. It is about the unwavering nature of a parent’s love for their child.

I love you during DVpit 😉💚

#DVpit #PB 🌈✒️

A parent and child are sitting under an awning, holding hot chocolate, and watching the rain fall. "I love you in the rain."

A parent and child are at the beach building a sandcastle. "I love you at the beach."

A parent and child are at the kitchen counter preparing a meal. "I love you making breakfast."

Parents and children in different places at different times (playing, at the beach, in the kitchen, watching the rain, making snow angels, outside, in the evening). "I love you always."

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K.A. Hela ✨ Prepping for edits...again✨ @jundlife.bsky.social · 20h

Deliver us from evil and all that jazz.
From "HatWIP"
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips

I lock myself in my room, my refuge and my prison. I can hear my mom softly crying and Father Rowen trying to comfort her. He told her I would ‘come around’ and that I ‘needed time’. Whatever, let him use his words. Words are a priest's greatest and only weapon. Still, I could not shake the thought, what if I had been dancing with the devil in the pale moonlight? Would I even care?

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Prof Emily but Spoopier Now @professoremily.bsky.social · 19h

#WIPSnips #writingcommunity #writers #writesky

I got yer dungeon vibes right here!

From Book 1 of my #Atlantis trilogy.

The prisoner was being held in a dark cell on the second floor of the king’s prison, a dank, depressing maze built deep into the mountain, hidden among the palace’s sprawling complex. She was relatively young—eighteen, perhaps twenty at most. Her hair was oily and tangled, her skin bruised and filthy. She sat cross-legged on the ground with shackles on her arms and legs, and Mireia noticed with a shock that she had six fingers on each hand. When they entered her cell, she looked up, and her face brightened with an unnerving smile. Although Mireia’s memory of [Mr Redacted] was fuzzy, she could tell the woman’s features bore a strong resemblance to his. And there was something odd about her eyes, too: an eerie lack of focus, as if she was seeing something beyond what was directly in front of her.
“The Sea Mother has deigned to come and visit you, traitor,” said the High Priestess. “Show her the proper respect and bow.”
“I only bow to the true Sea Mother. And she is not here.”
“I don’t suppose you’d care to tell us where Jasana is?” Xa’aba asked.
The prisoner grinned. “Why don’t you ask the little impostor? I believe she spoke to her very recently. Didn’t you, seda?”

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Sage T. Greene, Author @sagetgreene.bsky.social · 16h

a man with long hair and a mustache says i do not mean to pry but you do n't

Alt: a man with long hair and a mustache says i do not mean to pry but you don't by any chance happen to have six fingers on your right hand?

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Tara S Ghoul @tarasgeir.bsky.social · 19h

Using ‘jail’. A few hours before Grio discovers the legends are real. #writesky #writingcommunity #writingprompts

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Ray Ingles @ringles.bsky.social · 18h

#WIPSnips 8: dungeon

Will a jail do?

#ScienceFiction #SciFi

I looked around cautiously. I had no idea what to expect. I’d never even been arrested before, let alone stuck in a holding tank with a bunch of other prisoners. All I had to go on were movies and TV shows–from another universe.
Five other guys besides the ‘streetwalker.’ More sedate clothing, though still more elaborate than my instincts expected. One standing alone, two pairs sitting on benches. I quickly decided that I should project an air of confidence. Since hanging uncertainly by the door didn’t help with that, I stepped away from the (probable) sex worker and grabbed a spot on a bench across from one of the pairs.

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Amanda Turek👻Headless Horsewoman @acturek.bsky.social · 18h

#WIPSnips #fantasy #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #dungeon

Awaiting the opportune moment to see a certain Sheltri prisoner for themselves.

- Brother’s Keeper, book one of my fantasy WIP about two brothers linked by a misunderstood power.

The jailer padded up behind them, panting. "I tell ye, ye've made a mistake. The dead one may be a spy; I wouldn't know. But this I do know: [Brother Redacted] himself is in the dungeon. If ye'd heard the music, ye'd know."
They stopped. Ransom's brow creased. "Don't
be ridiculous." He glanced at Rochat. The strident bawling of Cirdaathan bagpipes interrupted them.

"The song of warning," Ransom said. "The Sheltri have come after all. Mark me, the city will shake again, and this time, the gates will open."

Rochat grimaced. "The king will drive the
Rhursans off today, and the cursed Elves. Nothing will break this city. I'm for the ramparts, and let the prisoners rot." Rochat spun and made for the stairs, Rey following, as men called and scrambled to arms.

Farrowlin glanced in the direction Rochat had
gone, then shrugged at Ransom. "He's gone, my lord. We'll never have a better chance."

Brother's Keeper
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Nicole "Ashrah" Hidalgo @sayaashrah.bsky.social · 17h

#WIPSnips 8. "Dungeon"

A plan is forming.

(Yes, all the [one or two] times I said the Dragon Gods of Outworld are extinct... well, they aren't. Not yet. And this has implications for the one who claimed to have killed the last one...)

#ChroniclesOfTheRealms #WriteSky #WritingCommunity

Contemplating the possibility speared her mind with hate. A god brought down from its throne, worms gnawing at its divinity. Yet… it also struck her with a pang of clarity: she followed Datusha’s train of thought and realised where it was going.

I can free the corrupted god with your blade.

“Precisely! You can end Onaga’s misery, and by doing so, bless your soul with divine Breath.”

She imagined it: climbing down the unforgiving dungeons of the Chasm, assaulted by the stench of decaying flesh and rotting hope. Discovering the restless grave of the Last Dragon God, and upon the profane altar, the magnificent being reduced to a husk of its former glory. Begging her to thrust Datusha’s light into its hollowed heart. And its essence, by the blade purified, flowing into her soul. Cleansing it. Hallowing it.

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PapaDjinn is querying @papadjinn.bsky.social · 1d

The return of the Mack! Gotta new phone and snip and a lot to catch up on. In the meanwhile Kesup is wriggling his way into Tok's return party.
#WIPSnip #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SFF #Fantasy #amwriting #bvm #bipoc

“If him come wit da skin of a youth, me would rightly assume him a coward you know?” Nazhe took a seat and placed his hands together as he studied Tokonus. “Broda Tok, him true when him speak of revenge? Can dis man rightly trust you wit him family?”

“No”, Tokonus stated firmly and without hesitation. “Even after what I have done, I would not begin to believe that you can trust me. Instead of trusting me, trust the judgement that you and your Zepta have already made. You thought it right to wager them on my safe return and
with word of the Vekrum’s defeat on my lips, this I delivered to you. Believing in me was never
a part of the arrangement.”

Nazhe’s lips thinned, eyes narrowed, and brow curled as he studied Tokonus. The
Lukshen could not imagine what the Septu was looking for, but he had spoken honestly. Had their positions been flipped, Tokonus would not have trusted Nazhe in earnest either. That did not change that an offer had been made, and a task had been completed – it was no different from
how Tokonus had treated Esthan.

“Broda Tok be getting what him rightly deserve, you know”, Nazhe finally settled with a small nod.

“And I’ll be coming with ya, you know”, Kesup announced with a big grin. Shrugging at the pair of eyebrows that arched at his declaration. “Ehhh... as an ambassador. Rightly protecting Sakydra’s interests. That besides, Tok and I are already friends. Who else could you trust with
this task, you know?”

“Well, him be your problem now den, steppa.”

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Indie Book Spotlight @bookspotlight.bsky.social · 1d

🧙 wild witches
🐦‍⬛ a crow (or two)
🔮 portal fantasy
🐈‍⬛ a cat who wanders in
👨‍❤️‍👨 true love
🗡️ revenge
👑 evil faeries

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Cover for ‘Enlil and Aris: The Complete Collection by Rebecca Crunden’. Cover is purple, yellow and orange with white font. Image shows two silhouettes of men with a crow above them, the sun behind.

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