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[Not] A Love Story

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She combed her fingers through her hair, smiling to herself.

“Good morning, Angel.”

She turned towards the sound of his voice, soaking in the dappled sunlight playfully caressing his bare torso. Berryl watched with unabashed delight as he toweled his hair from his swim in the nearby stream.

“Good morning, Lover,” she grinned, rising to meet him. “And what plans do we have today, hmm?” she asked, tugging at scant fabric between them. Scattering kisses, he caught her up into his arms and nipped her ear, whispering heavily.

“You.”

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Colour Me Pink

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“You’re gonna miss me by my walk…Ohh
You’re gonna miss me by my talk
Oh, you’re gonna miss me when I’m gone.”
~Anna Kendrick

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Adult colouring books have been all the rage for quite some time now, and I’ve done my best to sidestep the entire fad until this point. Well, while brainstorming ideas for Patreon, I… sort of came up with an idea. :P I always liked those books as a kid, where the images peel back like an onion and have something in common between the pages. I’m now exploring the idea of expounding upon this idea, but the reader colours in the pages. I already whipped two pages together fairly easily, but I’m stumped for what adventure to tell.

The idea stemmed from the suggestion that as a one-time thank-you for subscribing, I send my Patrons a post card from Berryl, the character behind ElvenAssassin. I think it’s a lovely idea! ::grins:: I just need to make what I’m posting there…. cohesive.

Now if I could just nail myself down to an idea, right?

Strength In Numbers

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She poked the embers, wishing the heat would touch the icy chill that had lodged its tendrils deep in her chest.

“This is the reason I wanted to become strong,” she told the flames. “A hunting knife to cut out their murderous hearts, and a quiver of arrows to protect me.” Drawing a steadying breath, she continued, “I half-wonder if I’d been in possession of one then, would I have been tempted to fall on it afterward.” Continue reading “Strength In Numbers” →

An unexpected visitor

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She looked over at his sleeping form.

He wasn’t even supposed to travel this far, Berryl contemplated, shaking her head in amusement as she sipped on her tea quietly.

Cone tea, he had called it.

She blushed faintly in the moonlight, studying the berry that floated along the surface, stubbornly refusing to join its brethren. A weary traveller through her domain… Continue reading “An unexpected visitor” →

She stood there, hesitantly.

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With reluctance, she pulled herself away from the only thing standing between herself and anonymity.

Throat constricting, she cautiously peered from behind its rough edges of bark and across the tall grass, until her eyes met with the house sheltered across the clearing. This was the closest she’d dare come all year. Just thinking about taking another step caused a cold sweat to break out between her shoulder blades.

She closed her eyes, and slumped back against the tree; it took every will of effort to not be violently ill over the tips of her shoes.

“‘Never far’ you said,” she mumbled, “Fucking liar.”

The words hung acrid in her mouth, as the tears streamed unbidden.
Apparently this would be as far as she could muster.