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Nine Sentences Tag

Tagged by @lordfenric-writes. Sorry this was a bit of a cop-out. :V

Rules: Show nine sentences from your WIP.

"So where do you think we should go?" "I've no clue, but we need to get moving. 'Sides, the academy staff ought to know we poofed away. I'm sure they'll rescue us in no time. Hold on; I'll try to get in touch with Mother." Ireus stuck a hand in his bag and brought out his communicator. It still had enough power for the day, but whatever button he pressed, nothing happened. He hissed. The magic signals in the place must be interfering.

This is a free tag!

#arcanium series #satoh writes

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Heads Up Seven Up + Nine Sentences

Thanks as always to the amazing @winterandwords for tagging me! Still working on those potential project pilot chapters-hoping to write more next week when my son is on school vacation-so I will take the sixteen sentences (possibly more) requested from my complete pilot chapter, the one featuring Jaqson Skade, the infamous Winter-Warlock from the undercity of the imperial capitol, Great Exahldria. This section follows directly after the opening paragraphs shared in the last Six Sentences POST:

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“Nine hundred and ninety years has our beloved city of Great Exahldria stood proud,” harrumphed Grey Tobey, senior of the scruffy, shabby conclave of street prophets gathered near the district’s central tram station. He bellowed and blathered at the milling crowd, clutched at the floppy lapels of his threadbare great-coat with the spidery fingers of his right hand, arthritic left hand curled tight in his ragged rat-brown beard. “Ninety-nine decades! The bones of this city are engraved with the markings of each year, of the moments, men and monsters that walked its blessed paths and made this city live and breathe! And do the lot of you have any clue as to the most cursed of these creatures walking the city streets this day and age, huh?! Do you?!”

“Here we go again,” Jaq sighed, watching the horde of ranting raconteurs from his place in line at his favorite caffa-cart. The Winter-Warlock of Blackstone Gardens, far younger in years than the urban legends claimed, clicked his tongue in irritation. “Time for another of Grey Tobey’s Tall Tales of Terror.”

The caffa-cart cashier, a willowy redhead whose tiny nameplate read Emira, giggled from behind the cluster of steaming stainless steel samovars and service-pots. Once his order was up, Jaq fumbled about in the pockets of his crumpled black velvet jacket, flicked his crimson crystal coin-card against the lens of the payment point, then grabbed his cup of hot, steaming caffa with a simple smile and nod to the pretty young vendor. He blended back into the crowd subtle as smoke, worried this was the day Grey Tobey regaled the crowds of their unfortunate encounter from two months past.

“Lay off, Tobey, will you?” grumbled a short, squat woman in a faded blue coat sitting on the cobbles by his feet, frantic flowery patchwork all over her sleeves. A blanket roll covered in cheap, handmade souvenirs sprawled at her booted feet, a few brass coins shining in the upturned bowler hat at the end. “You’re scaring folks away, not bringing them in!”            

“Button your trap, Hester!” Grey Tobey hissed, bowing his bent back and balding brow in the direction of a traveler new to Blackstone Gardens and its peculiar inhabitants. “Look, here’s a customer! Care to hear about the local legends of our fair district, madame? Free of charge to hear the tale, three bronze scepters to live it!”

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OK, hopefully that's not too dense a section of sentences. Hope to share the full chapter soon (as well as the other pilot chapters, having fun with each of the project ideas so far)

Anyway, tagging anyone else who wishes to share either seven, nine or sixteen sentences and also specifically @sarandipitywrites, @rivenantiqnerd, @satohqbanana, @writingamongther0ses, @dragomango, @rainbowcoloreddays, @dyrewrites, @elizaellwrites, @callsignbaphomet and @asha-mage :)

#other's writing #lordfenric-writes

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This is I, Satoh.

This is my new avatar now. Anne will always be a treasured persona, avatar, and roleplay character of mine.

#satoh says #gaia online #oops sorry forgot to clarify that this was made with gaia's avatar system

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The person I reblogged this from deserves happiness and love

#reblog game

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Satoh's Tag/Ask PSA

You're free to tag me in writing games or memes even if I don't really tag back. Be warned that I take some time addressing these tags.

If you'd like to be tagged for when I do writing tags and games, or if you just want to tag along my writing updates, feel free to inform me and I'll be happy to tag you for when I post stuff about my projects.

I also address ask games, send asks based on lists, or send asks when you make or reblog a 'send asks' post, but I often don't do chain asks. Feel free to send asks as much as you'd like, even random asks.

#satoh says #i'm drafting an about me section for my blog as we speak

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I am all heart eyes here. I'm smiling silly.

First off, I love the whole nostalgic effect you have here. The butterflies. The meadow. The rainbow. The softness.

I always love how you do the hair. You make it look so glossy and soft. I wanna run my hand through their hair and just feel the kitten-fluff silkiness.

The flower crowns are stunning. How precious of them to wear matching purple flowers and green leaves with their hair.

And their smiles. I can't. It's too fluffy and warm and I only want the best for both of them. And happy Lars and Rhen enjoying being with him fill my heart with utmost joy. I love them so much.

What a beautiful picture to start my day with after waking up feeling very unwell.

Aight my first art piece done for 2024! This one was actually a wip back in 2022 so I’m not sure if this actually counts lol.

Anyway just enjoy the beautiful view with these babies as they live this happy moment. They picked an undiscovered location near Clearwater which was a whole meadow with flowers everywhere.

Remember that small cave in Clearwater that we go through to enter the forest? Lars accidentally blew the wall using those dynamites to prove a point during an argument (I don’t know what that argument was though lol), and VOILA! Secret location unlocked.

Of course they had to make a flower crown. Where there’s a field of flowers, a floral crown shall be made. Obviously Rhen was the one who made them and taught Lars as she was crafting them.

#imagine me waking up and just not having words to describe how happy your art made and makes me feel #i'm not crying you're crying #aveyond #av1 #larshen #friend art #herecomesremi #bawling of happiness and fluffiness i wanna write for them again aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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*sees smooth digital art* what a kickass style i want my art to be like that

*sees effortless watercolor art* what a kickass style i want my art to be like that

*sees sketchy, angular art* what a kickass style i want my art to be like that

*sees bubbly, stylized art* what a kickass style i want my art to be like that

*sees blocky, bright art* what a kickass style i want my art to be like that

*sees realistic, detailed art* what a kickass st

#arts and literature

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going insane

#relationships

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I need focus and motivation to write Magia. I actually went to finish its epilogue first - which is like 20 years in the future or so - just to tell myself I wrote for it.

Still, I want to believe in its magic and its themes. I want to believe in its charms and its characters. I want them to live and breathe, and I want to celebrate this story with those I cherish.

#it looks like a huge wall i need to climb now #i'm kinda frightened and feeling cowardly #i'm gonna try my best ;w; #satoh says

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It makes me happy when they listen

#comics #people

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Reblog to give the person you reblogged from the ability to finish their WIPs

#reblog game

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The Storyteller, The Djinn & The Prince ✧ a WIP Re-Introduction

The crown prince has been kidnapped by the djinn, and his mother will stop at nothing to find him and bring him home, even if it means marching into the realm of the Unseen on what everyone insists is a hopeless mission. He's gone, she is told. Grieve him, for he is as good as dead. If he is returned to you, he will not be the same child you knew. But he isn't dead, and Queen Sirin refuses to accept his loss, refuses to grieve him, even if she is called mad for her insistence that he is alive, for her determination to rescue him. She cares not that no one has ever returned from such a venture. She's going to save her son or die trying. Enter Halah; the only person taken by the djinn who claims to have escaped them, rather than been returned. Only she can lead Queen Sirin and her cousin, Raoul, into the Unseen realm and guide them through the kingdom of the djinn...so when Sirin pleads for her help, she agrees. She can't abandon a child, even one she doesn't know. Even if it does mean returning to the last place in all the realms she ever wants to see again...

[[ Updates below the cut! ]]

Sixteen-ish years of working on this wip and I finally have a title! My favourite thing about the new title is that it all refers to multiple characters, which is SO fun to me. Spoilers though, so I shan't say more about that.

The title came to me just after suhoor (~6 am) in March, and I was so excited I immediately jotted it down in my phone before I fell asleep. Legends of Mourra was always the series title, but the volume I've been working on is the first in a series of standalone novels set in this world I've created!

For the longest time, I'd been planning for LofM to be a duology + a spin-off. But as volume no.1's story changed (and as I've changed as a writer), I've come to realize and accept that this is going to be a self-contained story and it works so much better that way. I've finally fully let go of the last remnants of the Grand™ Plot spanning entire decades that I'd initially conceived of. The Storyteller, The Djinn, & The Prince will be very much in the vein of a tale from Arabian Nights, self-contained and (hopefully) satisfying.

I've also finally allowed this to be truly my MC Halah's story, which is reflected in the title (she's the storyteller....or, one of them...). Weird, I know, but I'd initially wanted to write this from the pov of a 'sidekick' to the 'main heroes', but that meant I'd resisted actually letting Halah be a fully realized character. It made my story feel very flat and surface level. I only belatedly realized I could still make it seem so from the perspective of the events that occur in-universe, while still allowing Halah to be the main character of her own life, as we all our to ourselves.

I'll keep the tags I've been using because I'm used to them, so if you want more updates you can keep an eye on the #lofm.wip and #lofm.inspo tags specifically or #kaatibawrites tag more generally.

Thanks for reading!

#kaatiba #other's writing #intriguing!

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Day 25 Favorite Monster Girl. Nagas. Who knew they’d be so fun to draw? Especially with their colors. Also I really like doing the henna designs.

#other's art #cute

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Author-wise, works written by Wisława Szymborska and Pablo Neruda often pique my attention.

My favorite poetry book is an anthology book, Staying Alive, edited by Neil Astley. Here's a few pieces from it:

Some Questions You Might Ask by Mary Oliver

I saw the daughter of the sun by Elizabeth Daryush

Apologies from The T.E. Lawrence Poems

The Painter Dreaming in the Scholar's House

Trying to get into poetry more so if anyone here has good poetry recs feel free to send them my way!

#satoh reccs

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You don't understand, I want — no, I need one of these. My life will only be complete when I'll have a big, dramatic wooden desk.

#when i get my own house i'll get one of these #furniture #we had one as kids and i loved it

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Heads Up Seven Up Tag

Tagged by @lordfenric-writes. I really appreciate writeblr and all its games. It makes me write for all my projects.

Rules: Post 7 sentences from your WIP.

Birdsong awoke him and Ireus' eyes opened to see only green around himself. He swallowed the panic back inside him and wiggled his extremities - nothing unusual. He took a few deep breaths, then he rolled his sleeves to check his skin. Perfectly fine. He traced the magic around him, but found only gentle thrums of arcane power. He sighed and sat up. He was safe.

This is a free tag!

#satoh writes #arcanium series

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Happy birthday to dear Rhenellaine!

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