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We missed Day 11. Entirely. :p
The good news is that I've beaten last year's total!!! And I'm still writing!
Metrics for Dark Moon Seasons
Word Goal for the day: 1667 - made 1866
Starting line: “How is she?” Justin said, and Nikki saw the concern on his face.
Ending line: Cleo put the end of her brush into her mouth and chewed on it absently, wondering if she dared to continue.
Darling: This one was as pale as her predecessor was dark, however. From the top of her ash-blonde head, where a crown of diamonds sparkled, to the tips of her fingers as they cupped a goblet of blood-red wine, she was icy and haughty, ruling her table with scorn and snow. Her robes bled pastel rainbows onto the ground, the remains of hope and dreams. Pale blue eyes stared into the distance, full of mist and anger. Frustration etched itself onto her beautiful face, and her thin lips were twisted into a mockery of a smile.
Deaths: nope. Not yet.
Good Things: They have a plan! Of sorts. And Cleo is painting.
Bad Things: Cleo is painting. :D And Nikki is having second thoughts about Alex.
Now to get moving on tomorrow's counts. I need to get this done. Especially since I've just left my outline back there *points*.
The good news is that I've beaten last year's total!!! And I'm still writing!
Metrics for Dark Moon Seasons
Word Goal for the day: 1667 - made 1866
Starting line: “How is she?” Justin said, and Nikki saw the concern on his face.
Ending line: Cleo put the end of her brush into her mouth and chewed on it absently, wondering if she dared to continue.
Darling: This one was as pale as her predecessor was dark, however. From the top of her ash-blonde head, where a crown of diamonds sparkled, to the tips of her fingers as they cupped a goblet of blood-red wine, she was icy and haughty, ruling her table with scorn and snow. Her robes bled pastel rainbows onto the ground, the remains of hope and dreams. Pale blue eyes stared into the distance, full of mist and anger. Frustration etched itself onto her beautiful face, and her thin lips were twisted into a mockery of a smile.
Deaths: nope. Not yet.
Good Things: They have a plan! Of sorts. And Cleo is painting.
Bad Things: Cleo is painting. :D And Nikki is having second thoughts about Alex.
Now to get moving on tomorrow's counts. I need to get this done. Especially since I've just left my outline back there *points*.
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