#grayland's shadow

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The Not Yet Abandoned Works pt.1

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Introducing Grayland's Shadow,

Initial Concept:

This is the story of the black sheep of the Anderson Immortal Family. It holds onto the perspective of the Observer Mitch, the murderer Grayland, and the soft child that changes the Balance, Molly. ~ horror (insanity), murder, low fantasy ~ first, second, third point of view, present tense ~ poorly ignored feelings, not-so-happy ending, everything given is taken, charismatic killer

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World:

Lodesh, the World of Humanity and Innovation, One of the Worlds within the Storyverse to hold no Knowledge of those around it, Lodesh holds the truest population of Humanity. Without passage to the Galaxy Gateway, and ignorant to anything but their World, it is a place that most of the Storyverse leaves to itself. Lands separated by a small handful of continents and most of the World discovered, Lodesh is inhabited in almost every scattering of Land. Littlehaven, The Town of Tranquility, The main stage for the unfolding of the pages, Littlehaven is a Town that holds gentle calm and quiet comfort. Situated around a plaza that has held the tests of Time, most of those who call it home enjoy the serenity it is known for.

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Magicks:

A Shade’s Contract, Binding by the darker desires of the mind, Shades hold the ability to grant wishes at the price of the soul. Feeding off negativity and darkness, they slowly destroy the mind and soul of whoever they bind themselves to The Knowledge of the Observers, Created by the Three themselves and blessed by Time, the Observers hold the Knowledge of the Worlds within their mind. Having the ability to note every whisper of Beings and Beast, they hold Knowledge without spoken thought.

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Societies:

The Beings of Humanity, Thriving and surviving in most of the Worlds within the Storyverse, the Being of Humanity hold the majority of existence. Given over to their greed and paranoia, most Beings keep to themselves and their own, rarely being able to truly expand their Knowledge. The People of Magicks, Blessed by the Ancient of Beasts and Beings, Algor, the People of Magicks hold the impossibility not given over to Humanity. Holding Knowledge within their very being, they give forth Blessings and Curses.

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Characters:

Grayland Shade Anderson, Man of curiosity and impossibility, he holds host to a Shade that gives them the urge to find the breaking point of Humanity. Driven by his desire for Knowledge, he attempts the ultimate horror of murder. Dark hair with bright hazel eyes, Grayland stands with the elegance of a man with both the time and energy to make the World bend. He is average height, solidly closing in on six feet as he keeps his hair trimmed nicely above his ears. He has piano fingers and artist's hands, and he is built enough to hold his own even against most men. He has a few paper cuts along his hands, white scars barely ghosting over his tan skin. He is lightly tanned, without many blemishes, having only a few moles on his arms. With eyelashes short and eyebrows thin, his face is more chiseled and framed, holding more form in the chin without it being too prominent. His voice holds the attention easily, having more calm and mellow tones that give both a sense of peace.

The Observer Mitch, Observer to the Worlds of the Storyverse, and bringing Salvation to many, Mitch tries to bring about logic and reason to Grayland. Attempting to save the man and the World from the Insanity that the Shade holds, he takes Grayland as his charge. With black hair allowed to grow wild and grey hiding hiding purple Magicks, Mitch stands over six feet, holding the aura of someone ancient and powerful. Given over to practiced discipline, most are only shown his indifference and impassive nature, being spoken to only if necessary

Molly Conners, Curious and bright, Molly is a Being of Humanity that pushes wishes for Knowledge outside the realms of normalcy. Holding to the thought that anyone can be of inspiration, she takes the chance that Grayland gives her, and more than that. On the shorter side of the spectrum, barely shifting higher than five feet, Molly exudes the soft confidence of a knowledged woman, rather than the ignorance of a young adult. She has long, wavy brown hair, reaching the middle of her back, allowed to hang wildly without much effort in control. She has brown eyes, long eyelashes, and bushy eyebrows, with thin lips and a soft double mole on her left cheek.

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Status:

Currently revising our first draft, we are also bringing about more worldbuilding, and scene drafting, along with redrafting the entirety of the story.

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Snippet:

You press accept and put the receiver to your ear, readying for screams and yells. “Hello?” “Where are you? It’s already ten twenty-five! I thought you’d be home by now.”You sigh and explain. Bus running late. The boss that didn’t let you go right away. The traffic lights messing up big time. You get off the bench and start walking, hoping to regain some of the heat the bench stole from your legs. “Are you sure the bus is late? Do they run this late at night?”You check the bus schedule and confirm that they do indeed run this late. Tell her the bus is around ten minutes late, your eyes scanning the street for any sign of it. “Well, how about I just go out and get you? It won’t take that long to get there.”You walk towards the bench and take a seat, debating. Ask what happens if the bus comes. “Don’t get on. I’m coming. In the car already.” You say you’ll wait and promise not to get on. Twice. Tell her not to talk and drive before exchanging good byes and hanging up. You stare at your phone and watch as a minute ticks by. Look up and check the street, somehow expecting the familiar blue sedan to pull up any second. Look back down and stare some more. Then you hear it. Your head instantly jerks up and moves from side to side, your eyes scanning every little shadow that surrounds you. You stop looking and look down at your phone, breathing and waiting. Silence envelopes your ears and you slowly begin to calm down. You take another look around you and then scan the streets. Nothing. You take a deep breath and laugh. Why are you so scared? It’s probably nothing. Again. This time your body freezes, you ears straining to hear it again. You stare at your shoes and wait. After a few minutes of silence, you turn behind you and stare into the darkness, your eyes finding the spot that your ears deemed the source. You wait, willing your eyes to see more than just shadows and trees. You hear it again, only this time it is more clear and distinct. It also begins to repeat and soon you have the rhythm in your head. As your eyes and ears record, you mind works in overtime, matching the sound to a object. snip… snip snip snip… snip snip… snip…A image of scissors pop into your head...

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Last Lines pt.5

Thank you to the beloved @fearofahumanplanet for tagging us! This is also a really old one, we are sorry everyone, we are getting through the games and all, we promise! (≧∇≦)ﾉ

Check out her response here! c:

Rules: Share the last line of your work in progress, then tag as many people as there are words in it.

Here are the newest last lines for our writings with Grayland's Shadow! We have been doing it in bits and pieces and we think the vibes are getting better with this one!

Aiden, for all of his mischief, laziness, and relaxed wit, always knew when things were not meant for that nature of his. He frowns more, the wrinkles shifting his face into something unbefitting of the laughing King, but I keep my mouth closed, let the Knowledge whisper throughout everything as I wait for his words.

Open Tags for the Games, for now! We have a whole lot of them to get through, so won’t be bombarding anyone with a bunch of tags at the moment. (*≧▽≦)

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Oh goodness, thank you for the ask NL! An extra long snippet for you! :D

In Reference To This! c:

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cw: mentions of blood, and vague thoughts of darker thoughts at the first few lines Keep yourselves safe. Please let us know if anything needs to be added/removed

Snippet From Grayland's Shadow (Draft One)

Ecstasy. The screaming, the struggling, the pleas for mercy, he loved them all. He loved the way they always seemed to think that he would set them free. That he would just let them go, bleeding and knowing. He never let anyone go. No one. He never wasted an opportunity either. So when a girl, no longer in her teens, sat down next to him on the bench that day, he had no intention of letting her go. None. He had instantly taken to studying her, making notes on her strengths and weaknesses. He had watched the way she held the book in her hands, how her eyes skimmed pages instead of slowly tracing words. He had noticed her paranoia, obvious in the way she would look up every so often, as if she expected someone to jump up and shoot her. He had even seen the way she slouched, as if she was trying to blend in with the bench. Yes, he had examined her completely - almost perfectly - when something happened. The girl looked up. At him. He blinked in surprise, his eyes holding the suspicion in her electric blue irises. He smiled and inclined his head, as if he had done nothing wrong. “Are you waiting for someone?” The suspicion was gone in a blink. She smiled and nodded, glancing down for a page number before closing her book and sitting up a little straighter. She nodded in the direction of one of the main entrances and shrugged. “My ride’s a little late. How did you know?” His smile got a little wider at that, How did he not know? He just shook his head and looked at her moving legs. “I didn’t but… you seem a little antsy. Also, you don’t seem too interested in that book of yours.” She blinked in surprise and then laughed softly. “I guess not. You’re very intuitive for someone who sits on benches all day.” He laughed at that. “Not all day. I just seemed to have a break from my work, so I decided to go for a walk. Before I knew it, I was captured by the sereneness of the park, so I decided to take a seat and enjoy the show.” “Enjoy the show? What do you mean?” He winked and tapped his head, “What do you think?” She smiled and opened her mouth but someone called. They both looked to their right, their eyes catching the owner. She waved both hands in their direction and pointed in back of her where a black durango waited. “Molly! Come on! We’re in a hurry!” “Coming!” Molly smiled at him and stood. “Good bye then. You’ll have to explain another time. Do you come here often?” He smiled, “I might be here tomorrow. But… haven’t your parents ever taught you not to talk to strangers?” She shrugged and looked at her friend. “You don’t seem so strange to me.” "I see."

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Happy STS to you, Natsume!!

Because I can't think of a question, here's a free invitation to ramble about Grayland's Shadow and what parts you're looking forward to writing!

hello and how are you?

Happy Storyteller Saturday, our dear Midnight! Thanks for stopping by, even if you didn't have a question or anything, it is still nice to see you!

And since you want a good ol' fashion ramble about Grayland's Shadow, then let's do some random facts and tidbits about the Story, considering the day and all! c:

We won't add the Tag List, only bc of the time, but this is a ramble and a long post, so fair warning now! (≧∇≦)/

Let's start off with random facts and thoughts!

For the most part, Grayland's Shadow is just as wonderful as all of our other stories: we adore it and love it and want to make it into a book, but we do find it fond and lovely just bc it was our first attempt at novelling! We even had it in our Google Docs as, "The Very Bad Attempt At Novelling" and we still hold onto that title, though it is much more fond now.

Grayland's Shadow was actually our very first attempt at NaNoWriMo, all the way back in 2015, and we kept at the story for some of the other Camps and NaNo's after, bc we really wanted to develop and create the story, even though it was very much flawed and disjointed and just pack filled with random scenes and tropes and things that we liked.

Our first draft was actually published on Lulu for a bit, just as it was, bc we honestly had no thoughts about editing and other things! We kind of just slapped the book together, threw it onto Lulu and copied what our sister did, who also did publish a book too on there, though hers was an actual one. o(≧∇≦o)

We kind of let the story sit for a long while, mostly bc we found it lacking as a story, and kind of got discouraged with it, bc it was so disjointed and kind of more of a mash up of words and ideas, that we just... buried it away and pretended it didn't exist for a long while.

But Grayland, as a character, did stick around! He is very much a vibrant character all by himself, and he weaved himself into such solidity that he became a very staple to the background of our World and Stories! And we found that, as we developed Grayland and his character, his story slowly came back into play and we could slowly change our view on it and how his story even goes and what we wanted from his book.

So this year, we decided to roll through the first draft, get it edited and torn apart and devoured in a different way, and make room for Draft Two! It might not be a Story we focus on for NaNoWriMo, but it is a story that we are more than ready to tackle.

Grayland's Shadow is so much more than just a random attempt we did while in highschool and trying to daydream about a writer; it is the story we want to publish with first. We want to show the Worlds that our Stories are something that can handle the tests of time. And we never really ever wanted to leave Grayland's Shadow at an attempt.

Also, a lot of what Neil Gaiman thinks about stories and their aging and their productions and everything else, helped us with coming back to Grayland. He waited almost ten years for his story to truly become what he knows it can be, and who are we to deny that? c:

And moving onto what parts we're looking forward to writing!

We think the most exciting bits of the Story that we are looking forward to writing are those starring Grayland! From his murders to his interactions with Mitch, to his attention to Molly, to his logical malice towards his own enemy, he has grown SO MUCH as a character, and we are so excited to write him as he is.

He isn't just the deranged and insane serial killer we had daydreamed about being more human than anyone wanted to believe. He is something more calculating, more logical, and much less stuck in Insanity than anyone would want such a monster to be, holding something that not even most could forgive, and giving forth a story that we think is so much more thrilling than just a murderer with a random change of heart.

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Happy STS, rune! my question is just simple: choose a specific WIP and describe it as a music genre. sending good ~~ vibes ~~ and good luck at your way! :3 - 🔮⛈

hello and how are you?

We are so sorry, our beloved Enchant, this took absolutely FOREVER to get to and now it is a whole WEEK LATER, the gods forgive and punish us, we are so late to this.

BUT OKAY, A WIP AND A SONG.

Honestly, for this one, we have to do Grayland's Shadow, and the song, Nothing By Emilie Autumn.

This song kind of just exudes everything that is Grayland, and how his processes works with kills and targets and everything else. He is Dr. Stockill and in these small moments, Molly is Emily. And we love how the ending of the song kind of sets the scene as something not too hopeful, bc instead of anything else, the lyrics are,

She is the closest thing I have to a companion Yet… I look at her I look at her and I feel… Nothing.

We enjoy this end to it, bc honestly, it does kind of sit with how Grayland ultimately feels about Molly, even though she is one of the closest things he has during his story. She is there but the Worlds and the Realities ensure that Grayland still holds onto his logical emptiness.

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