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Cloud: Tell me a little about yourself. Nova: I'd rather not, I really like this group.

Nova: I hate when people ask me, 'What did you do today?' Buddy, listen, I woke up at noon and then it was five pm, okay? I don't KNOW!

Nova: I will be using so much pink you’ll be seeing green by the end from sensory deprivation.

Sky: You're violent. Nova: Yeah but I'm also short and that's adorable.

Nova: Wanna get out of here and grab a bite to eat? Sky: I don’t usually eat with losers. Nova: Neither do I but I asked you, didn’t I?

Nova: Branch, you’re in charge! Sky: Branch, can we start a fire?

[while waiting outside the principal’s office] Nova: What are you in for? Cloud: Oh, they just want to know if it’s cool if I miss my classes tomorrow to run sound and lights for a presentation in the auditorium. What about you? Nova: I stabbed a kid with a screwdriver. Cloud: Cloud: Cloud: We live very different lives. Nova: Yes, we do.

Branch: Be careful about succumbing to these sorts of destructive... urges. Addiction can be a powerful thing. Nova: So am I. Bow down before your new supreme overlord, bitches.

Nova: When I get Doordash I order 20 Cheeseburgers at a time and heat them up throughout the week so that I don’t have to pay the delivery fee multiple times. Branch: I hope you understand how food poisoning works. Nova: I hope food poisoning understands how I work. I've never met a burger I couldn’t eat.

Nova: Branch's amazing at concentrating. Once he starts reading, the only way he’ll notice you is if you take his book away. Not even if you hit him or shake him! Sky: That was him ignoring you.

Sky, at Nova's funeral: I need a moment with them. Everyone else at the funeral: Of course. [leaves] Sky, leaning over Nova's coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead. Nova, sitting up in the coffin: Yeah, no shit.

Sky: I hope you have an explanation for this. Cloud: We have three, actually! Nova: Pick your favorite.

Cloud: I bet you’re wondering why I gathered you here today. It’s because we need to have a discussion about how some people in this room aren’t getting along with other people in this room. Sky: Why did you say that so vaguely? Nova and I are literally the only people you called in here.

Sky: I love sarcasm! It’s like punching people in the face, but with words!

Sky: [trying to buy a Father's Day card at Hallmark] Sky: Excuse me, do you have any that just say "You are my dad?" Associate: Well, I- Sky: How about "You banged my mom?" Associate: No... Sky: You know what, I'll just get a blank one. Sky: [writes] You are a father. This is a day. Here is a card.

Cloud: You gave me up, you let me down, you turned around, and deserted me. Sky: But did I make you cry? Cloud: [cries on the spot] Sky: ... shit.

Sky: We wouldn’t last two minutes without Nova. Sky: Sky: Don’t tell them I said that.

Cloud: What language do they speak at the center of the earth? Cloud: Core-ean! Sky: The center of the earth is around 5430 degrees Celsius! Nobody is going to live there, so they don’t need a language! Cloud: Core-ean.

Cloud: You know, it’s fine to admit you were wrong. Sky: [sipping his drink after accidentally adding salt] I just like the way it tastes.

Branch: I never tell people off the bat that I'm gay. I wait. I wait until they say some homophobic shit and then I laugh and am like "you know I'm gay, right?" and watch the look of terror on their face. Sky: Sky: I like you.

Steely: Can you recommend a book that'll make me cry? Sky: General Mathematics 8th Grade Edition.

Steely: We have a problem. Branch: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.

Steely: What the fuck. Steely: ESPN is showing 2003 national jump rope championship. Steely: Who the hell watches jump rope competiti- ooh bouncy!

Steely: A pessimist sees a dark tunnel. Cloud: An optimist sees light at the end of the tunnel! Branch: A realist sees a freight train. Sky: The train driver sees three idiots standing on the tracks.

Achilles: We’ll find another route, it’s not safe for amateur adventurers. Nova: That sounds like a challenge. Achilles: I have to stress, that is not a challenge. Nova: ... Is exactly what you say to dissuade the weak of heart from accepting the challenge. Well, challenge accepted! Achilles: There is no challenge!

Achilles: Okay, how do I look? Be honest. Cloud: There’s no critic more honest than Sky! Sky: Bad.

Achilles: We all have our demons. Achilles, grabbing Steely: This one’s mine.

Eve: Asa, don’t go picking a fight with Ailwyn. Don’t forget, they’re powerful, they could make life difficult for you. Asa: Wow, I wonder what it'd be like to have a difficult life.

Asa: Quitting! It's like trying, but easier!

Asa: If I fall down these stairs, I'm just going to lay down and accept my fate.

Asa: [walks into the kitchen, ignoring everyone] Eve: Hey, Asa, how was your day? Asa: [picks up an onion and bites into it, staring at Eve] Hell. Eve, watching this unfold: (whispers) Who hurt you?

Eve: What's worse than a heartbreak? Steely: Waking up in the morning and your phone wasn't charging. Branch: Waking up in the morning. Asa: Waking up.

Steely: Which one of you was going to tell me that tea tastes different if you put it in hot water?? Cloud: Y-you were putting it in cold water?? Sky: Steely. Answer the question, Steely. Steely: Yeah??? I thought people just put it in hot water to speed up the tea-ification process. didn't realize there was an actual reason. Steely: Plus you think I have the patience to boil water? Cloud: You don't have the patience to microwave water for 3 minutes?? Sky: Why are you putting it in the microwave to boil it? Cloud: Do you think I have the patience to boil water on the stove? Sky: It takes less than a minute. Cloud: Is your stovetop powered by the fucking sun??? Sky: How long does it take you to boil a cup of water on the stove? Cloud: Like seven minutes?? Nova: Just stick the mug on top of the stove on medium heat and it boils in like 2 minutes... less than that if you use a saucepan! Sky: Why are you putting the whole mug on the stove?? On medium heat?? Nova? Your stove is enchanted! Steely: Every single person here is a fucking lunatic. Branch: Do none of you own a fucking kettle?!

[during a group project] Branch: [does 99% of the work] Cloud: [has no idea what’s going on] Nova: [says they’re gonna help but does not] Sky: [disappears at the very beginning and doesn’t show up again until the very end]

Just a silly thing I felt like I had to make lol.

Ik you guys don't know half of these characters lol. But it's fun foreshadowing for later... and still funny 😉

(Idk should I @ the whole Faerie's Dawn list? I'mma just @ my "everything" taglist and anyone I know who's really into FD lol)

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The earth split and ate him whole, but it never ate him. He'd always laid atop an endless field of green, but it wasn't grass—it was lava, burning him alive.

"Like, geez, you put together 'fae' and 'wild'???" the voice prattled.

The heat had finally escaped from his body; it was pooled around him. He laid with his back against the green lava, gasping painful breaths as he stared at the wobbly, dark hands jutting from the lava, and the void of blue they reached for.

"Like, c'mon, we're more original than that, and most of us give ourselves literal names!"

Except, the lava wasn't burning him. It was cool, calming. Soothing.

The man called Aurik closed his eyes, struggling to take a deep breath.

His throat and sides ate themselves alive.

God's voice fell silent, and ants crawled from Aurik's eyes.

Finally, as cold balls of fluff filled his lungs, a faint, awkward chuckle reverberated throughout the world.

"Oh, right," the voice said awkwardly. "Humans. You're not good with, well... me."

Where am I? Aurik found himself able to think.

Who am I?

God sighed heavily, then finished impatiently: "right, well. I guess I'll give you a second to… catch yourself or whatever. Take your time, I guess."

This was too fun, I had to share it.

So, I'm curious... what do you guys think actually happened in this scene?

I'm sure my color-coding probably helps lol

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God: (amusedly) "well!"

Aurik: [pulled forward as though by the chin—except, the ground itself folds and bends under his feet, tipping him while an invisible grip lifts his head]

God: "—I knew showing you myself would do the trick!"

God: [pauses, a thought occurring to them—]

Aurik: [all but thrown back, reverted to standing straight on his feet]

God: [at the same time, scoffs]

God: (annoyedly) "and it's not like you can do anything to me while you're here."

Aurik: [although he can't see anything, can sense their sharp, burning glare dig into him]

God: "—that tiny little dagger of yours can't do anything to me. Not Me, at least. My body, maybe… but—"

Aurik: [jerked forward once again as the ground and air cooperate to twist him]

God: "—not Me. I am far too Vast, too Abstract, for anything so pathetic as a measly weapon to do anything to Me."

Aurik: :'DDDDDD

Faewilde: [vibrating from God's rage—]

Aurik: [feels his entire body sweltering, all but literally melting from the intensity of God's rage]

God: (darkly) "and don't think I didn't notice that's what you were thinking earlier. That you wanted to attack me."

Faewilde: [suddenly cools again as—]

Aurik: [simultaneously thrown back, his spine cracking as he's slammed into the trunk of a tree]

Wind: [sighs again, annoyedly]

God: (begrudgingly) "but… I guess I technically did invade your home… so!"

Air: [swirls around Aurik, gliding him back to his feet]

God: (voice turning cheerful and amused again) "consider yourself forgiven!"

God: (hint of a threat underlying their playful voice) "so long as you don't try anything like that again, yes?"

Aurik: (automatically, voice thick) "right. Of course not. I would never."

God: [hums a happy, amused hum—]

Wind: [whirls around him, spinning so fast it tore branches, leaves, dirt, and all sorts of things from the ground and trees—]

God: (slyly) "good." >;D

Wind: [suddenly ceases, dropping all it'd picked up as it scatters outward with another sigh]

God: (tiredly) "alright, so… to business. Aurik, wasn't it?"

Aurik:

Aurik: [a lump in his throat, hesitantly looks around himself and takes in God's heart]

Aurik: [and slowly faces forward again, awkwardly crossing his arms]

Aurik: (voice subtly thick) "… yes, God of the Faewildes. But can I—"

Aurik: [at the same time, gets yanked from the ground as all else falls away to become sky]

God: [—and interrupts) "right. Well, I wanted to talk about—"

Aurik: [terrified, but—]

Aurik: [interrupts, voice desperate) "could you please return me to Manhagen?"

God: [falls silent, stunned]

God: [genuinely caught off-guard by being interrupted—]

Aurik: [and suddenly plunges through the air as—]

Ground: [simultaneously reforms far below, flying toward him—]

what kinda author would i be to NOT leave you guys off on a cliffhanger? 😉😘

(Also sorry about the wait, life's been a bit rough lately. It's been the most I can to do what little I have, but I promise I've been hard at work! Faerie's Dawn still resumes on Thursday, Feb 13th, at 7PM EST ❤️)

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“Fae” is used when talking about a group of unknowns, the individual's identity is unknown, or when it's referring to “faekind”—faeries as a species.

(“Fae” is also used when directly talking to a faerie whose name isn't known. Consider it as a sort of “sir!”, “ma'am!”, or “you there!” Similarly, it's a “that man”, “that woman”, or “that person”. It's a flexible, gender-neutral term used by the fae.)

“Faerie” is used when talking about a faerie whose identity is known. That's why Nova is a faerie, not “a fae.”

“Faeries” is used when talking about a group of faeries whose identities are known. That's why Nova, Cloud, and Sky are collectively “faeries.”

Aaaaaaand... it gets way more complicated for archfae. Especially for me, who usually goes by “vibes” with grammar lol. BUT HERE WE GO!

✨ARCHFAE✨

“Archfaerie” is used singular, when the identity of the archfaerie is known... and they're being referred to as an individual, not as their role.

“Archfaeries” is plural, when the identity of the archfaeries are known... and they're not being referred to as Archfae.

(Stay with me now lol)

“Archfae” is used a few different ways:

singular, when identity is unknown

plural, when identity is unknown (aka, generally speaking)

as a title.

Yeah, so, remember how Kilrey was referred to as Archfae Kilrey? “Archfae” is a title, referring to their status as an archfaerie who rules over a dominion.

“Archfae” is comparable to status roles such as “king/kings”, “duke/dukes”, “god/gods”, “governor/governors”, or “president/presidents”. The capitalization rules follow a similar system... which I struggle to explain lol.

Like, yknow the difference between “god” and “God”? “Archfae” works the same way lol.

(Grammar is hard tho and rules like this make me struggle to distinguish whether I should use “archfae” or “archfaeries” half the time lol. Shot myself in the foot here.)

note: this is not a hard and fast rule as for how the terms are universally used, but how I decided they're to be used within my writing and worldbuilding.

“flower divider” by @thyming

"Oh, right," the voice said awkwardly. "Humans. You're not good with, well... me."

Where am I? Aurik found himself able to think.

Who am I?

God sighed heavily, then finished impatiently: "right, well. I guess I'll give you a second to… catch yourself or whatever. Take your time, I guess."

Who is Aurik, and why am I him?

The world still spun around Aurik, but he slowly found himself able to breathe air.

When he opened his eyes, vibrance blinded him. Everything was too bright, too bright, too big or tall or thin or—

Aurik took a deep, sharp breath, wincing and turning his face toward the ground.

Things didn't make sense... but there was almost a pattern to it all. The tiny hands, prickly fingers, and lava coating what he thought was the ground all lined up in some ways—and, when he looked where they intersected, they all looked like a forest floor.

Gasping, Aurik quickly moved to sit up—

Instead of bracing him against the ground, his hand plunged through what should've been earth.

Aurik slipped, nearly tipping over and falling into the void beneath the forest floor—

But then the earth swallowed him.

It swelled up to push him to his feet, bending and warping his body into a shape that it shouldn't fit.

And yet it did.

Aurik found himself standing, swallowed by the earth—no, it was ocean—no, it was earth—or... was it a giant hand?—as the world bent around him and God's voice mused again.

"Hm... you really aren't compatible with me, are you?" it asked.

A chuckle reverberated through the air and the earth-ocean-hand-thing grasping him.

"Where am I?" Aurik blurted, without thinking.

His torso snapped in half, splitting him into two even though he was only ever one.

Flames poured out of gaps in reality, overwriting the world.

God's voice spoke, sharp and furious.

"Didn't you listen to m—?"

"I DID!" Aurik pled, squeezing his eyes shut and turning his face away... though the light and the heat of the flames were everywhere. "Hea—heart! Y-you sssaid it was your heart! I just—I'm—I forgot myself for a second there—

"P-please! Don't hurt me!" Aurik begged.

The heat, light, and crackling of the flames slowly died away.

Finally, the thing holding him set Aurik down, onto his feet.

They almost buckled under him—not prepared to handle his weight—but something else kept him standing.

Aurik hesitantly let his eyes open, struggling to breathe evenly.

Again, the world was changing and changing and changing around him. But some things seemed stronger than others, more visible, more solid.

Objects and plants and terrain flickered into and out of existence around him, fluctuating just as much as the air itself.

"Right..." God's voice said begrudgingly. "So, you remember what else I said?"

Aurik forced himself to swallow. He hesitantly scanned the all-too-vibrant world around him, not sure where to look when he was speaking to God.

Its voice came from everywhere.

"Y-yes," Aurik forced out, words struggling to escape the lump in his throat. "Y-you just—w-well, y-you talked about... how we call you 'the Faewildes'...?"

All was silent for a moment.

The world still flickered as it did before, but grew lighter.

Literally.

Aurik's feet floated from the ground as the world itself fell down, and he wobbled in place as he desperately reached for something to grab.

Nothing was within reach... but he grabbed it anyway.

Even though it was miles away.

All the while, God's voice spoke.

"Ah," it mumbled. Then, it rose to add awkwardly: "that is all I said, isn't it?"

A sigh echoed around the world in a gust of wind.

While Aurik desperately gripped the branch he'd somehow reached, the ground slowly returned itself to his feet.

"I kinda do that sometimes. Forget what I'm saying, go off on a tangent... but!" God's voice said, suddenly rising and turning cheerful.

Even though God showed no form, Aurik knew it wore a bright smile.

"—that means you believe me, yes? That I am the Faewildes?" the voice finished eagerly.

Aurik swallowed, scanning the faewilde around him incredulously.

He still felt queasy, but at least the world seemed more stable now.

Or, well. It was still changing. Things that shouldn't move kept wobbling, swaying as though in wind or twisting in dance. But what was there seemed more real, more concrete—so long as he focused, it seemed he saw what was actually there.

... at least, for now.

Aurik's eyes still scanned the faewilde as he hesitantly answered: "... yeah. There's—there's no way a faerie could do this."

A playful giggle echoed throughout the forest.

"Well," the voice said slyly, "a faerie can!"

Aurik forced a weak, pained smile. Trying to humor It.

"Right..." he said nervously.

But you're not a faerie. I don't care if you call yourself one, no faerie could do this! You're... this thing is a monster! Madness incarnate! And yet I'm speaking with it!?

... oh, Veritheya, it approached me.

Dread fell upon Aurik as he realized the situation he was in.

'Do you really think that's wise?' it first had asked.

Before Aurik could ask what it had meant, the voice calling itself God spoke again.

"Well!" it said amusedly. "I knew showing you myself would do the trick!"

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