The Things You Create Dont Have To Make Sense! They Can Be Messy And Wild! They Can Be Confusing And

The things you create don’t have to make sense! They can be messy and wild! They can be confusing and strange! They can be ugly and weird! Stop tethering your sense of creativity to what other people will accept. You deserve to create without inhibition.

Hi! I am going to participate on @writeblrcafe's Weekly Writeblr Events so feel free to send me asks about it so I can complete the challenges!

@lassiesandiego @lyutenw @rickie-the-storyteller @writernopal @writeblrcafe

Character Quotes:

Cassander Fynn to Luciya Anynth - (From The Last Wrath WIP)

“Secrets are my trade, and yet you are like a book in a language I could never decipher”

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Some resources for those writing medieval-type stories:

list of medieval jobs

more medieval jobs

lords of the manor

ladies of the manor

medieval ladies

medieval weapons

medieval names

more medieval names

guide to medieval terms

more medieval terms

how to write sword-fight scenes

armor

Excerpt From The Last Wrath

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Enemies to Lovers Moment/Vibes:

“ [...] As they faced each other on the marble hallway, the air around them seemed to grow almost stiff as the intricately carved stones surrounding them, and no one dared to say a word as Nethen stared her down, his face as unreadable and haughty as a statue.  “You’re just the second-hand daughter of an assassin.” Venom dripped amusedly in his words, lips curled into a disdainful mask. A test of her mettle. Ellinor did not answer, but her eyes turned so sharp that they’d have made her surrogate father’s deadly Lunar Daggers look dull, as she closed the distance between them. Head held high, it almost looked like she was the one staring down at him as she finally spoke, her face never once wavering. “And you’re the little pampered son of a fake dyplomat. I bet you never left this castle without a chaperone watching your every step.” The silence that followed was just as intense as the gaze shared between them. Behind her, her friends stood frozen, watching the scene unravel. 

Nethen was taken aback, facade breaking down just for a moment as he tried to gather his thoughts. Then, he grinned sharply, almost as if proud of the rebel princess’ comeback.

“Fair enough.”

With that, he turned on his heels. Ellinor followed him with her eyes, and then turned to join her dumbstruck friends as they melted into the shadows of the fortress, disappearing into the night just as quietly as they had sneaked in. [...]”

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