Jon SparksNov 21, 2022
At the top, just as Jerya was wondering where Holdren could possibly be leading her, he turned sharply to the right, onto the other steps, the one flight in all of Delven she had never climbed.
The breath fled Jerya's #body. Holdren was halfway up before she could gather her wits and her skirt-hem and scramble after him.
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Show threadJonathan_SheldonNov 21, 2022

Behind the chorus of anxious chatter and the wind’s somber breath, Hilda Bree screamed. The crowd hushed for a moment, listening to the thud of blind #body parts banging against the floor and walls of the old home. She screamed again and the people of Lowick grew still, smirking as she hollered. Hilda Bree had brought misery to Lowick, had killed three of the children she had taught in the schoolhouse, and the sound of her suffering had aroused those she once called friends.

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Jonathan_SheldonNov 21, 2022

#WIPWord No. 16

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Today's prompt: #Body

JA DorganNov 20, 2022

Was I getting on? I hesitated, knowing that every face on the bus would be turned toward me the instant I mounted the remaining steps. There’d be eye-rolling, smirks, maybe even under-the-breath comments like I’d heard growing up: “Look out for the Jolly Green Giant,” when I’d shot up in height past every kid in fifth grade. With both hands, I lifted the suitcase and climbed up to the second #step, my foot splashing in the coffee puddle I’d made.

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em writing queer myth ⛲️Nov 20, 2022

“Rory…can I be super real with you right now?”

Rory slowed to a halt, turned toward her with a bitter almost-smile. “Shoot your shot.”

She stood facing him. A raindrop landed on her scalp, trailed down her hairline. “I’d be super, super sad,” she exhaled, “if what happened tonight meant we couldn’t be friends anymore.”

The knot in Rory’s brow relaxed a little. More raindrops started to fall.

“Especially now that we know each other’s secret,” Fabi went on. “You’re the first mage I’ve met in ages. And it kind of majorly blows having this whole big part of my life I can’t talk to anyone about.”

Rory stood there, rain darkening his shirt, flattening his shaggy forelock against his temple.

After a beat, he started walking again, nodding slowly to himself. “Yeah,” he said finally. “Of course we’re still friends.” He smiled wanly over his shoulder at her.

Fabi caught up, fell into step beside him. “Good.” She grinned. “’Cause I have so many things I wanna fuckin’ talk to you about. Seriously.”

https://readformandvoid.com/the-nullweaver-cycle/those-who-create-and-destroy/chapter-twenty-two/

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Chapter Twenty-Two

FORM AND VOID
Show threadM. VerantNov 20, 2022

@JonathanSheldon Here's #28 of 139 "step"s in my WIP:

Yuánchi’s head stretched closer to Emma, studying her from several yards above the dried rose that topped her bonnet. She stared back, enthralled and guileless as a child, clothed in red from head to hems except for a froth of yellow ringlets shining in the lantern’s light.

Yuánchi took a long #step back, then laid delicately onto the earth, his neck unspooling until his nose settled by my feet.

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Show threadJonathan_SheldonNov 20, 2022

It had become a habit that the onset of a headache led the woman to seek out her usual medicine down on Baker Street where the police rarely patrolled, even though they were well versed on what went on down there. At the moment, she wasn’t thinking about her street pharmacist down on Baker, something her therapist would have called a “good first #step.”

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Jonathan_SheldonNov 20, 2022

#WIPWord No. 15

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Today's prompt: #Step

Show threadJonathan_SheldonNov 19, 2022

Alcohol had dehydrated his #personality, assuming of course he ever really had one. Since the moment he promised a state of sobriety to save his family, however, Frederick Reynolds stitched a permanent grin on his face. Whether the situation suited it or not, Fred peeled that exaggerated smile across his cheeks like the robot he’d become. Though Willow didn’t prefer her father’s harsh words and stern fist, at least in those times her father was honest and true.

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Jonathan_SheldonNov 19, 2022

#WIPWord No. 14

Welcome #WritingCommunity and #amwriting extraordinaires. I love reading pieces of your hard work, and I hope you share a snippet for all of us #mastowriters to enjoy. For #WIPWord share a piece of your #WIP that includes the daily word #prompt. Tease us with a snapshot of your growing masterpiece. Don't forget to tag your post with #WIPWord so we can all find and enjoy your #writing.

Today's prompt: #Personality