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Yup, got words yesterday. Go me!
Word Goal for the day: 1667 - made 1718
Starting line: He watched with horrified fascination as the vapors crept down the corridor, a silent grey tabby cat stalking her prey.
Ending line: “She was at the Council meeting,” Cassandra said, taking a seat at the small table. “And very displeased that she’d been summoned to listen to old news.”
Darling: Fire behind her, and icy fog fingers crawling up the front of her; Caran was drowning in Power, and none of it was Power she could use…
Deaths: the mist.
Good Things: Madness. Caran saved Thomas.
Bad Things: Madness is NOT pleased. And Shanna's still not answering her phone.
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Must...write...more...words...
Word Goal for the day: 1667 - made 1718
Starting line: He watched with horrified fascination as the vapors crept down the corridor, a silent grey tabby cat stalking her prey.
Ending line: “She was at the Council meeting,” Cassandra said, taking a seat at the small table. “And very displeased that she’d been summoned to listen to old news.”
Darling: Fire behind her, and icy fog fingers crawling up the front of her; Caran was drowning in Power, and none of it was Power she could use…
Deaths: the mist.
Good Things: Madness. Caran saved Thomas.
Bad Things: Madness is NOT pleased. And Shanna's still not answering her phone.
***
Must...write...more...words...
