I know you. You're the angel of fire.*

[bending_sickle]

Day 1: Pulling teeth. I have no idea where this is going. I have tiny little benchmarks like "Oh, and then these two talk!" and "The fence has to be warded!" and... I got nothing.

Fortunately, I've got seschat at my back. ♥

Nanowrimo Excerpt:

He wasn’t dead. He wasn’t moving. He wasn’t even screaming. He was on fire.

Flames licked over his arms and up his legs, reaching for the sky in jagged streaks like paint running down a canvas. It was beautiful, the way the colours continuously shifted - red, blue, yellow and everything in between - and the way the flames danced and swayed, here curling, there reaching, flowing over the man’s clothes and skin and hair like light.

When he turned his head towards her, Maudette couldn’t look away. Here was a man on fire, a flaming pillar of stillness and quiet, the only noise that of the crackling flames, and it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

1729 / 50000 words. 3% done!


* Domino

Comments

[chaosvizier.livejournal.com]

Yay Sickle! Yay NaNo! Yay Gin and Pudding!

...what? Gin and pudding couldn't hurt. ;-)

[bending-sickle.livejournal.com]

Indeed. :)

[chaosvizier.livejournal.com]

Heh, I think that will be me soon. Maybe even tonight. Maybe even before I start writing. Oh NaNo, you are a tragedy of the human spirit.

[bending-sickle.livejournal.com]

It is cruel and unusual punishment we keep flocking to every year...

[seschat.livejournal.com]

*flaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaails*

*APPLAUDS*

<3 <3

[bending-sickle.livejournal.com]

*collapses in your lap*

[seschat.livejournal.com]

*pets you gently*

You'll get there, hon! And you can always catch up on the weekend. <3