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This is a sample of my writing.Any comments/questions would be appreciated.Enjoy.
Sample O’ my writing
The snow was like frigid white ash as it floated down from the abysmal sky. I don’t recall ever seeing one quite like it. The sun seemed to be engulfed by a mist of deep black soot and grey miasma. I howled up at the grim drifting blanket and my eyes beheld that terrible urban landscape, which was as a urban desert from the height I stood, the passers by like rag pickers on a mediaeval battle ground. “You are troubled child. I know that howl, and it is not merely this weather. I’ve heard that fluctuation in your voice before…” Her voice struck me like a dull bolt of worry. “It is nothing my lady. It’s merely…-“
“The cycles…” She finished my own sentence. “Hormonal fluctuations my boy, even we are affected by them, did you think that being a man excluded you from their influence? They are a bit more harsh for males than they were before the change.” She spoke with a voice worthy of a minister on Sunday.
“It’s not them my lady. Though I admit it is somewhat upsetting. That wretched nervousness that washes over me is agonizing. The terrible pounding in my chest which threatens to devour all sound action… It’s the signs as of late… Four of them… It is rare that we should have to watch our own kind with such paranoid vigilance….” It was not long before she was right behind me, reaching into my shirt, tracing every line with her claws, a deep purring sound rising from within her. Touching my chest, rubbing caressing. I must be blushing at this point. I’ve nothing there so to speak as a man. But it gets something out of me.
“You are right to worry, you are wise beyond your years, but there is still so much for you to learn about being Glei’iroi. You may be an adult, but to me you as a young boy. I’ve seen centuries beyond your memory… But let’s not worry about such things now. I know you are a serious sort, who never truly unwinds, but you need to calm your troubled soul for at least a short while.” She brought her tongue over by neck, then held my throat with her jaws. Not puncturing or choking, but asserting herself regardless. “Now come…I’ve a friend who said she’d like to meet you and I said I’d share you with her.”
I merely close my eyes and nod. I cannot refuse. “Yes my lady…”
© myself
Sample O’ my writing
The snow was like frigid white ash as it floated down from the abysmal sky. I don’t recall ever seeing one quite like it. The sun seemed to be engulfed by a mist of deep black soot and grey miasma. I howled up at the grim drifting blanket and my eyes beheld that terrible urban landscape, which was as a urban desert from the height I stood, the passers by like rag pickers on a mediaeval battle ground. “You are troubled child. I know that howl, and it is not merely this weather. I’ve heard that fluctuation in your voice before…” Her voice struck me like a dull bolt of worry. “It is nothing my lady. It’s merely…-“
“The cycles…” She finished my own sentence. “Hormonal fluctuations my boy, even we are affected by them, did you think that being a man excluded you from their influence? They are a bit more harsh for males than they were before the change.” She spoke with a voice worthy of a minister on Sunday.
“It’s not them my lady. Though I admit it is somewhat upsetting. That wretched nervousness that washes over me is agonizing. The terrible pounding in my chest which threatens to devour all sound action… It’s the signs as of late… Four of them… It is rare that we should have to watch our own kind with such paranoid vigilance….” It was not long before she was right behind me, reaching into my shirt, tracing every line with her claws, a deep purring sound rising from within her. Touching my chest, rubbing caressing. I must be blushing at this point. I’ve nothing there so to speak as a man. But it gets something out of me.
“You are right to worry, you are wise beyond your years, but there is still so much for you to learn about being Glei’iroi. You may be an adult, but to me you as a young boy. I’ve seen centuries beyond your memory… But let’s not worry about such things now. I know you are a serious sort, who never truly unwinds, but you need to calm your troubled soul for at least a short while.” She brought her tongue over by neck, then held my throat with her jaws. Not puncturing or choking, but asserting herself regardless. “Now come…I’ve a friend who said she’d like to meet you and I said I’d share you with her.”
I merely close my eyes and nod. I cannot refuse. “Yes my lady…”
© myself
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