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aldersprig
This is what started the Stranded World - a short story, more the beginning of a tale than a story in and of itself, and the very beginning of my first NaNoWriMo novel, continuing it. The novel itself is, uh, not good. But this part, I think, is nicely indicative of the world & of Autumn.
Originally posted November 3rd, 2010 - as a Three-Word Wednesday!
“I heard you did divinations.”
It had been a quiet day, grey and chilly for early August, and Autumn had been putting the final touches on a new drawing of Grandmother Maple. The man’s intrusion was so unexpected, so sharp and abrupt, that only quick reflexes saved her from spilling her inkwell and ruining the whole thing.
“You want the blue tents over in Psychic Alley,” she answered without looking up, carefully capping her ink and setting her pen down.
read on...
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Date: 2016-05-19 06:10 pm (UTC)• But if ^ was willing to shoulder the costs
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