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Scars of Hathsin

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  1. That is impressive. I couldnt get past the first line of reading the names
  2. Because I can. I cant leave anyone out now can I? That wouldnt be very fair.
  3. Hmmm. It has been a very long time since I have done this and this has been innactive for like a month. So now is the perfect time. (Yes I am back, try and be somewhat frequent, but well LIFE....) @Through The Living Glass @Edema Rue @Vyzkel @TheRavenHasLanded @Mags @BlueWildRye @Ancient Elantrian Hehe. Sorry if I forgot to ping anyone. I want to spread the love around
  4. I have been busy on my travels to and from Uni. Writing... Mainly. Just want to know what people think as this is my first revision as I move things online. This takes up 7 pages on Word. Please be as critical as you want I will update when I finish moving each chapter onto word from my notebook
  5. The mods are awesome, by the way, highly recommend it
  6. I am back. Lots of stuff have happened. But mainly have started University, with a writing major. Hope to be more active

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    2. Through The Living Glass
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      the writing course yesterday was absolutely amazing, and made me want to start writing straight away

    4. Through The Living Glass
  7. Dougella looks at the others, having zoned out. “What’s happening?”
  8. First looks back, the wave almost looming on the horizon. Crap she runs after Aerol “ Wait for me!”
  9. Dougella grins at Sweets, "Ummm Ok, you drive a hard bargain, what about till he's almost unconscious, I need him as well"
  10. Arranis lay in his own tent, asleep, but not at the same time, his subconscious mind awake, ready to send him back to wakefulness.
  11. "That must be very nice" Arranis says solemnly. "SO what can you do to help us Mr Albador"
  12. Dougella sits next on the couch watching Sweets. "Could you please stop strangling him, I kinda need him" she says, "and I haven't told anyone because I don't know how to announce it. The time never feels right." she adds, looking off into the distance again, becoming distracted. "Maybe they will be able to find the Stormfather again" she whispers to herself
  13. "You can come, but I dont know what I am going to do to prepare." he shakes his head. "He now had narrationship" he flicks his hand, and the portal grows wider.
  14. "I know" he says his eyes flickering different colours, a more potent power seemingly radiating from him, "but unless you want him getting what I have, I think I need to prepared myself to go against him."
  15. Arranis watches almost helpless at the sight of the Once Author being killed. Something had held him back, kept him from doing anything. No more, he swears to himself. I will not watch other people I care about being killed anymore. Reaching through his own bond, to the person, or thing that sat at the end. No MMOORREE. He mentally roars, and breaks the bond, plugging the loose end back into him, and something happens, a strange feeling floods through him. Is this what it feels like to be in control of oneself. He looks at where the body had been, before a portal appears in a thought. I need to wait for a chance to get rid of Falvan he says to himself sadly
  16. First looks upon the bird with interest. That is disgusting. She shudders. Who would want a bird like that?. "Vomiting up black goo, that is what I feel like doing now" she mutters
  17. "I dont know, I can maybe try something" he lets his concentration slip, and lets his plotblade overtake him. Thing sprouting all over his body, and he breaks the walls that separated him and the most of his powers, "lets hope this world does not corrupt them" he mutters, and power floods through him, and he slams his will against the dome, Break.
  18. "I think it is best for me to disappear, he seems to be after me" Arranis says to Astra, who circled him, having come back into the world, instead of being in the cognitive. "That may be best, I feel like there is something pulling us from this place, another responsibility, though we may be back."
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