#reflection rtuesday

Tagged by the lovely @introvertedfangrl and @alystrin03

Thank you @becausedragonage for coming up with the idea!

Rules: Go through your writing, art, gifs, etc. that you started but never finished and find something you love. Brush it up a bit if you want and share it. Share it. Be proud of it. Use the tag #reflection rtuesday also tag a few of your fellow artists, you'd be curious to see what they may have stored away in their wip folders.

This is a work in progress of Chapter 7 of Bedtime Stories for a Demon. In this chapter, I'd planned to have Madeleina go through the Inner Demons quest, and help bring Lucanis out of the mental ossuary with a story. I got stuck with this one because I couldn't figure out which fairy tale would be a good representation/parallel to Lucanis' struggle in the Ossuary (I'm leaning towards Rapunzel, but moreso the Disney Tangled version rather than the classic fairy tale version). I do really wanna continue this fic but I'm suffering from I Hate Everything I Write and Want to Rewrite the Entire Fic Syndrome.

While I continue to ponder, here's a short excerpt:

What more could Teia and Viago tell them? Did Illario pull another stunt? Did something happen to Illario? To the Crows? To Treviso? Whatever it was, it was significant enough the two had made the week-long sailing trip from Antiva and infiltrated the heart of Tevinter to prevent it from being overheard. Two Talons leaving Antiva during an Antaam invasion … that particular fact didn’t bode well with either of them.

Madeleina does not have Emmrich’s sensitivity to spirits that lets him hear Spite even when he’s not using Lucanis as a mouthpiece. But she has spent enough time around the pair to feel when Spite is acting up. There’s a change in the air around Lucanis, when he’s a thousand miles away and grappling with his inner demon. Lightning rolls under his skin, rippling the air around him. The Fade clings around him like a thousand little eddies, pushing and pulling at the edges of reality. It sends shivers running up and down her spine, in the way a pianist trails nimble fingers across and back the keys of a grand piano.

She ignores it and keeps close behind him, not wanting to lose him in a crowd today of all days.

They arrive at the Cobbled swan some five minutes later and stand side by side at the entrance. Patrons, both sober and not, push past them in varying degrees of drunken stupor.

Lucanis doesn't move, and even the more inebriated patrons are wise (or sober) enough to give the Crow a wide berth as they exit and stumble into the street.

Her hand is moving before she can stop it.

It lands on his shoulder, soft and feather-light. He flinches in surprise but relaxes into her touch moment later. She slides her hand down his arm slowly, narrowly avoiding touching his fingers with her own.

“Hey,” she starts, but had no plan past that. The rest comes out as a jumbled mess while her thoughts race to catch up with her tongue, “Whatever it is they have to say – just ... "

I’ll be there with you, through all of it.

“I know, Rook” Lucanis answers quickly, and before she can recover from the interjection, he's scanning the room for Teia and Viago. Her lips press together in a hard line and her fingers flex, missing the warmth of him already.

Moments later, they find the Talons seated at a private booth in the south-west corner of the tavern, by a window overlooking the docks. Coincidentally, it is the same booth she and the Inquisitor had sat in not too long ago to discuss the problem of the Dread Wolf.

His love could burn against me like a bonfire.

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The game:

Post an excerpt of one of your WIP's.

Maybe add some new words, even.

Brush it up.

Fall in love with it all over again, maybe.

Share it. Be proud of it. Use the tag #reflection rtuesday also tag a few of your fellow artists, you'd be curious to see what they may have stored away in their wip folders.

The breakfast is on the table. Eleanor and Bellara have been busy. Lucanis joins them shortly to cook the wedding meal.

“So, it’s pissing down outside,” says Rook. Lucanis’ eyes flick behind him. He doesn’t have to turn around to realize Caterina is sitting behind him. Well done reinforcing her opinion that he’s a brute and not worthy of her grandson.

“It is,” she agrees, after letting him hang for a moment. “Alternative arrangements are needed.”

Lucanis’ face shifts from frozen to relieved. He’s getting more expressive, Rook notes.

Thank you for the tag @thedissonantverses!!!

Tagging @basedonconjecture @muqington @rookinthecrownest and @operative-arrow!

Rules: Go through your writing, art, gifs, etc. that you started but never finished and find something you love. Brush it up a bit if you want and share it.

Sooooooo I have a super angsty piece that involves Kagan, Lucanis, and Illario post-Veilgaurd about Caterina hiring some remaining Antaam to attack and kill Kagan while he's out on LoF business. Kagan finds out about the contract and tries to gently break it to Lucanis, but he doesn't believe him and the pair get into a fight. What does Kagan do? He tells a forgiven Ilario and shows him the evidence, asking him to let it happen because he's not going to let Caterina kill him. The ONLY reason I haven't finished it is because I'm going to rework the idea to fit into my multirook world state, which would also involve her schemes to remove Dominic and Antony from the picture as well. Therefore, the pairings and the journey would be different, but the angst remains the same. I'm not gonna edit it for 80pap spoiler purposes, but here is my first draft!

Another great tumblr trend I was tagged in by @pixiedurango!

The game:

Post an excerpt of one of your WIP's.

Maybe add some new words, even.

Brush it up.

Fall in love with it all over again, maybe.

Share it. Be proud of it. Use the tag #reflection rtuesday also tag a few of your fellow artists, you'd be curious to see what they may have stored away in their wip folders.

Here goes mine! I was working in a collab with @missingnozw (to be accurate, our SECOND collab) and I left part of this written, still don't know if we are going to use it or not. Alecto "Rook" de Riva has been banished from Treviso after the antaam incident, and for now lives in Rivain under another name, trying to know who she is. But some of the rival Houses may try to eliminate her to damage the Fifth House...

Within seconds a man emerged from the adjoining alley, dressed in purple and black. A Crow. Fuck, exactly what she needed. “Look who we have here: De Riva's bitch, no less. You're a long way from home, Sombra.” His tone was not conciliatory in the least. Alecto recognized him: Guido Kortez. They had some meetings in the past, and not exactly friendly. The woman stopped in her tracks, letting him approach her until they were only a few feet apart. “Kortez! To what do I owe the inexistent honor of your visit?” “Fate, of course. The truth is, I had an outstanding contract in the city and my target wanted to trade his life in exchange for information about a newly arrived Antivan. Unfortunately for him, he died after telling me about her” Guido replied, arrogantly, letting out a chuckle. “What's a woman with your skills doing wasting them in this shithole of a town?” Shit. Was it never going to end? She'd left her homeland months ago, had gone out of her way to keep a low profile, and yet the fucking Maker had decided to put a Crow from a rival House in her path, a particularly asshole one to be exact. “It's a peaceful life” She said nonchalantly. Guido began to walk tracing a wide circle around her, a movement she accompanied in the opposite direction. Watching them was like contemplating a dance in which one of them wasn't going to make it out alive.

“The matter is that happens to be a contract on your head. You've been very clever at throwing everyone off the scent, but I'm afraid it ends here and now.” “And if it doesn't?” Alecto's tone was calm, but menacing. “You're not important anymore, Sombra, not since you're not fucking your Talon. He can't protect you anymore” It was Alecto's turn to smirk at him. “You know, you should try it. Maybe then Emil would find some use for you.”