FullElven Cosplay

31 Day Flash Fiction Challenge for all my writer friends out there! Challenge yourself to write no more than 100 words each day on the subject! I know I have some audio friends who do script fills, you might use this to challenge yourself to write then record your 100 word fiction!

The permanent Autumn of Eversong Woods decorated Quel’thalas with white trees and leaves painted orange, red, and gold. It was as if they embraced the spirit of the Sin’dorei, sporting the colors of the elves that lived within them. The gentle wind kissed golden skin as a red-haired archmage looked out over the cool sea waters toward the Isle of Quel’danas. Closing her eyes, she got lost in the salted air, the cry of gulls overhead, the warmth of holy energy from the Sunwell on her soul. She smiled and released a contented sigh. There was no place like home.

Umbralight Estate, formerly the Dravenholdt Lands, had long stood in disrepair. Spider webs clung to the tall vaulted ceilings, cracks interrupted the intricate veining of the white marble floors. The gold flaking in the trim looked age, green from oxidation in spaces. Raineigh frowned as she looked at it, her hands in her pockets as she pondered where to start. For so long, nothing meant more to her than her family name, their status, their legacy within Quel’thalas. Pride in her nobility had long fallen to decay when she’d finally found her wealth of self and love.

Smoke and Memories.

31 Day Flash Fiction Challenge for all my writer friends out there! Challenge yourself to write no more than 100 words each day on the subject! I know I have some audio friends who do script fills, you might use this to challenge yourself to write then record your 100 word fiction!

The permanent Autumn of Eversong Woods decorated Quel’thalas with white trees and leaves painted orange, red, and gold. It was as if they embraced the spirit of the Sin’dorei, sporting the colors of the elves that lived within them. The gentle wind kissed golden skin as a red-haired archmage looked out over the cool sea waters toward the Isle of Quel’danas. Closing her eyes, she got lost in the salted air, the cry of gulls overhead, the warmth of holy energy from the Sunwell on her soul. She smiled and released a contented sigh. There was no place like home.

Hey don't cry, okay? We just found Attenborough’s long-beaked echidna, a species thought to be extinct for the past 60 years.

Your group is boring. Like there are so many ways you can play a paladin that isn't "righteous god fearing cop" or "evil oathbreaker" so this is a skill issue and maybe the people in your groups who plays paladins need to get creative.

Not ever paladin is Arthas Menethil, and they really shouldn't be.

(As it turns out, turning cool science facts into an analysis of literary themes doesn't make for a good pickup line. Who would've thought?)

on earth we’re briefly gorgeous / ocean vuong

Baby, I've been betrayed by people I would've died for.

I actually, genuinely think social event aftercare would fix me. I need someone to put me to bed and say "you were fun today and no one hated you"

(unholy drink cloaca uses it to dispense precise amounts of flavored sugar syrup)