The Wayfarer (mnfaure) wrote,
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Snippet Sunday

This week, I've been working away at the blanket. I'm now on the 6th (of 9) rows. I also finished my sketch and started applying color today. Despite my best intentions, I did not take photos while the light was good. I still have something to post though: Words!

I actually did a bit of writing this week.  Took me forever, but I got a few sentences, some of which are here below:

“What in the name of the Hexad am I doing?” he muttered, his hand tightening on the small cloth bag he carried.

“My question exactly,” said a voice near his bedroom door.

“Omusul!” Baxente whirled around, almost tripping over his walking staff. “What are you doing sneaking into my room in the middle of the night?“

“I could ask what you’re doing sneaking out of it, if I were in the habit of questioning my sovereign, that is.”

Tags: snippet sunday, that thing called writing, witherwilds
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