“I can read people
like a book that’s written in a language I can read.”
Tag: vale*
“Me with an ID. With
my real name on it? What am I, some nerd?”
Children with coal
stains on their faces, mothers with white streaks in their hair, fathers with
a single teardrop in their eyes would all crowd around me and reach their
quivering hand just for a touch of their saviour… I’m getting way too into this fantasy for
someone who’s roasting raw dove over a barrel fire I have to feed with mouldy wood.
Vale spending the whole novel hating the assassin nickname people gave her then finally getting the opportunity to introduce herself as something badass towards the end to someone who doesn’t know her only to pick a name that’s even lamer than Bloodslinger pretty much describes her character.
you, a blabbering fool: Cephas’ last scene in the novel is in chapter 42
me, an intellectual: he was There in the epilogue ;_;
“With moderate haste I kick [the door] off its hinges.”
I mean I will get lost in the village where I grew up and where I still live but I can perfectly visualise every single street and district in Caelmoor, the fictional kingdom I created.
I think I’ll finish Vale today o_o
And then dump it all online.
“You’ve never given much of a fuck.”
You know it’s time for a snack when the centrepiece of your story is a beacon but you just keep writing bacon for like the tenth time now.
Pass Through Fire 