Still not dead.

[taennyn]

Though I need to stop thinking about the Bone-Witch for a bit*.

So, we have the reappearance of the meme:

Sparks, please. Responses may be slightly delayed if the Witch or a spark eats my face.

*: I'm determined to finish before the end of October. Originally projected to be about six thousand words, but I'm at five-ish now and need at least

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[taennyn]

Mist and sunlight over water. (Wild Roses, ?)

The Keep was beautiful like this, floating down the River with the current, smalls sails raised for braking and steering alone. The city beneath the Keep was hidden by fog, as were the borders of the river, all tributaries gone. The Keep was cloaked in sunlight, not fog, wrapped up and almost floating, rising from the mist on curlicues of stone.

Then the boom of a warning cannon sounded, smoke rising from the roof of the Keep, and the whole ship scrambled to the sails.