Nov 19, 2024
NaNoCryMo Day 18
Excerpt:
“Ye gods,” Galina muttered, breathless. “Is this an Olmü?”
“I am Mondo,” the great beast said, its fur ruffling with joy. “And you— you are a woman!”
“I am,” Galina informed him, faint.
“I can tell,” he told her with great pride. “You have no hair on your face. And you are shaped like”— he cupped his two hands, flexing them until the made a vague hourglass shape— “and not”— his fingers nimbly twist to a triangle with its point down.
“My, my,” the old man said with notable interest. “How very clever.”
Galina did not seem to share the same opinion, but seemed too shocked by the situation to do much more than mutter a strained, “Ye gods.”
#nanocrymo#nanocrymo24#original fiction#fumbling around in the dark on this part rn#i've got a vague idea of all the things that need to happen before the end of pt 1#just gonna get it to...you know...happen#didn't help that last night while i was working was when my shingles vax came back with a VENGEANCE#hopefully i'll be feeling better tonight!#but i'm hitting my goals! and trucking along!#very glad i dropped down to 1K a day rather than trying to rush through 3K twice#feeling quite a bit more human mentally