#yearly esca

[radical-rad1986]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

2019 P’n’F: Memories

A year post-Series, Chid finds something in his father's desk and gives it to Allen, who reads it. 

My partners are: Chid - @labeckinator, Allen - @causticcurtsy, 3rd part/spoiler - @drkstars-art.

[labeckinator]

Shifting Focus. I was trying to think of what to draw for a while for @yearlyesca's prompt for August/September. I kind of realized I focus a lot on Hitomi (clearly) and the other protagonists of the series. Seldom do I think about Dornkirk or much of Zaibach. Having drawn Dilandau a few times I figured I would do a drawing on the man responsible for really kickstarting the Destiny War. The man from the Mystic Moon, who I think of as the other side of the coin. I think if I were more of a writer I would write something that could better illustrate (ha! see what I did there?) this shift in focus. Lacking that, here's a picture of Dornkirk.

[fruitso]

“In the Cards”

My part of the Pic’n’Fic with @nehasy based on their fic of the same name for @yearlyesca.

Shame on me, I actually forgot I had signed up to do this until the fics got posted, but thankfully I had plenty of time to fulfill my part of the trade.

This was fun to do! Nehasy gave me lots of details to work with, which made designing Momma Fortuna an interesting challenge. Hope you enjoy it!

[labeckinator]

The illustration for @pethfics‘ story The Compassion Clause for @yearlyesca.  Not sure that the illustration does the fic justice, but if you haven’t read it, I highly suggest doing so.  It’s a fantastic fic.

[radical-rad1986]

Partners!

Rad                <->     @gasexplosionatthescalpelfactory @nehasy        <->    @fruitso @drkstars-art  <->   @gonnaslapaboo @wiredclover  <->    nehasy @gurakruor     <->   drkstars @pethics         <->   @labeckinator

Ready, set, WRITE!

Writers please publish your fiction somehow related to the prompt of fate/destiny before June 15. Artists, if your partner posts their fic early you can start drawing!

[labeckinator]

Yearly Esca: Minor Character(s)?

Snake guy and Nina the Snake.  This is my contribution for Yearly Esca.

Then there’s Hitomi’s reaction.  This was funnier in my head. 

[radical-rad1986]

Writers needed!

The pic'n'fic prompt for Yearly Esca needs writers! There are several wonderful artists that have signed but only two authors! Unless you artists are ok doubling up with a single author?

[radical-rad1986]

E week 2017: Day 2

Day 2 (survival / loss) [approx. 360 words]

Originally I was going to focus on Van.... HA.

Sniffling, Merle used one paw to scrub at her eyes. Her heart thumped wildly in her chest as she watched people enter the palace’s courtyard. Other than Lord Van’s coronation and Princess Millerna and Merchant Dryden’s wedding, she’d never seen so many people. And she had to stand in front of them and say something.

Stuff.

A lot of something.

Quietly mewling her nervousness, Merle continued to wring her hands.

She jumped a foot off the ground and let out a surprised growl when a hand landed gently on her shoulder.

“Lord Van!”

“You’ll do fine Merle, I have faith in you.” He smiled encouragingly at her.

“Th-thank you Lord Van! I’ll be sure to do you proud.”

“I know you will; just say what’s in your heart.”

Merle returned his smile.

As the bell sounded the hour, Van walked to the stairs of the palace. “Fanelians, I thank you for coming today. The reason for our gathering is a sad one, but those that have gone before us wouldn’t want us to remain stuck in the past forever. We lay them to rest today with promises to rebuild Fanelia and continue with our lives until we meet them again.”

Merle smiled, pride swelling in her heart. Van didn’t play with his sword or shuffle his feet or stumble over his words. His speech sounded a bit rehearsed, or at least thought-out. Why hadn’t she done that??

The crowd murmured agreement and Van stepped to the side, motioning for Merle to take his spot.

She almost bolted.

Carefully she stood exactly where he had, hands behind her back. “Th-thank you for coming today...” She gripped her hands tighter, words failing her.

Suddenly she flung out one hand towards Van.

“Please, take the hand of the person next to you.”

He’d already begun toward her before she finished.

Raising her head to the sky, Merle said, “We ask that you guide those we’ve lost to a better place. We’ll continue on, down here - it will hurt for a while - until we meet with them again, happily. We’ll remember them in our hearts and around our tables and hearths until that time.”

Van squeezed her hand.

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wiredclover said “tables and hearths” for the ESS last year and I borrowed it.