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[tc-doherty]

I hit 500,000 words for the year today so here's a stupid snippet of some new idiots I'm playing with:

Sorchia did not think he wanted to ask what shade colored the view of a dire wolf. Instead he asked, as he pulled the butterfly gently loose and returned it to its box, "Can I have your name, lopo?" "Perhaps I like having you on your knees for me," the wolf said, fangs barely hidden in the words. "I could tear your throat out without having to chase you down." Thinking more of his mother than anything else, Sorchia refrained from his first instinct of pointing out that such a position would leave his horn pointed at a very inconvenient part of the wolf's anatomy. He was not fully crowned yet, but still more than capable of doing damage if he so chose. "Lopo it is then," Sorchia said, and got the unknowingly rare pleasure of hearing Fressa let out a single amused snort, though he didn't understand the joke that prompted it. He assumed it had something to do with the wolf's surprised expression. Despite having been selected as travel companions, they did not appear to care for one another much. He left the strange Verechita folk to their own little games and looked out the window instead.

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This is Sigur Ros’s “Untitled 8″ as I see it because of synesthesia, a condition which causes me to see music visually! This was so cool to work with!

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[tc-doherty]

Brush pen sketches of Sorchia from Untitled 8!

Generally speaking I have drawn cloven hooves by drawing regular horse hooves and adjusting it but I wanted to do some practice giving him more like, actual cloven hooves...just to see!

Next month is Junicorn month and I love drawing unicorns, so I'll probably be drawing a lot more of him (and others) lol

[tc-doherty]

more of these idiots from today:

"I fear water of the world, most especially still water," Sorchia said, but did not elaborate. Let them think he had near drowned or some such other innocuous thing! He had not promised to explain the why of his fear, only the what of it. "Then you should be glad of the carriage, chevallo, for we do have to cross the great clouded lake in order to get to the eldforest and Verechita," Ivellio said, and he was grinning again, with an intentional kind of malice. It seemed he had not yet given up trying to frighten Sorchia on purpose. "It's quite a trip, don't you know? That excessively long stone bridge through the mist, every noise echoing off of water you can't see." "Pay him no mind," Fressa said, "he is exceptionally poorly mannered, even for a dire wolf. There's really nothing to the crossing of clouded lake." "There might be, if you're afraid of still water of the world," Ivellio said. "I don't have a problem with bridges," Sorchia said, then came to the conclusion that saying anything further on the matter would be unwise. Better for Ivellio to misunderstand it, anyway.

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[tc-doherty]

hi, hello, tell me more about the "Untitled 8" you mentioned in writeblr live? 👀 I saw you mention a unicorn and would like to know more please 👀

Delighted to talk about it!

The world is populated by 'illuminated' races, animals who gained intelligence and other gifts from the stars when the stars hid in the world to avoid a cosmic nemesis called Dark who wants to eat them

Unicorns are the oldest of these races and the only one who had magic, but the ability was lost to them centuries ago when all of the mystics were killed and eaten by Dark's children (horrible monsters that are only born when the cosmos is under Dark's sway)

Enter Sorchia, the first unicorn to be born with magic in centurie, and Ivellio, the first wolf to have it ever. Dark's time of power is approaching again and unless they can learn how to use their magic, they're certain to follow the footsteps of their predecessors when Dark's children once again are freed from their prison

The other mystics couldn't do it, but they're hoping Ivellio may be able to use magic more offensively than unicorns and rid them of the plague forever

Unfortunately, as a predator and a prey animal, they're making somewhat rocky progress towards that particular goal

Well, I'm sure they'll figure it out ^^

[tc-doherty]

Chapter 26 :3c

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It was wrong, the way that Sorchia simply pawed and circled, tossing panicked glances at him for help. Sorchia would never ask for help. "Even with Dark, I'd still fight," he had said, and Ivellio knew that that was true. Ivellio had not hesitated nor flinched, that first day in the forest. He had been driven off, because Sorchia turned on him, had injured him, and forced him to yield. This was not real. Sorchia could stand in front of him, calm and docile, because he did not believe that Ivellio would, or wanted to, hurt him. If that changed, he would change too. He would never do this. And Ivellio would not do it either. Sorchia was not helpless. Neither was Ivellio. He leapt before they could, snapping his jaw closed around the muzzle of the nearest one. It was like biting iron, there was no give to it all, and he broke off yelping. They laughed, all of them. "Do you think it will make a difference? Do you think you'll make a difference?" They asked again, closing on him. Whether it would, or wouldn't, Ivellio fought anyway, snapping and biting as they dragged him back towards the water. "You could've joined us at our table, but you've chosen to join us on it instead, prey through and through." Ivellio fought, every inch of ground they covered, he fought. As water lapped around his paws he fought. With his last breath he bit- His teeth still ached when he woke up.

[tc-doherty]

Writeblr Live Trick or Treat! 🎃 👻

Thanks for the ask! I'll share something which is a little~ scary, I guess ^^

She nodded. "It logically follows that you've never seen your own reflection in still water of the world, have you?" How-! "…I think you ask already knowing the answer, rea." "Nonetheless I want you to answer me." "No, rea, I've never seen my own reflection in still water of the world." Would that he did! Instead of- "You see something else, don't you?" -horrible writhing things- "Vile creatures-" -pale and slimy and squirming- "-by all accounts." -with fangs like rusting needles and claws that dripped poison and sickened to a frenzy with ceaseless hunger- "Dark's children." "...yes..."