What a neat word! I want to work it into my WIP somehow! Haha.
What a lovely word! The opposite of vespertine, a favourite of mine.
Dude, that's not okay at all! Glad you are safe. Guard cats are awesome.
Beautiful
Ahhaahhaa. Wth.
Haha. Know the feels. Had a Grey once. Bird mimicked anything
What a beautiful Tortie
Thanks!
Heh. Not so much, no. I approach my writing more as an anthropologist, a chronicler, an ethnographer. I happened to find the key to a door, and can share this place with others. I know, sounds odd, but it's how I look at writing. π
The one I play in π. The books are under Evalyce, if you look for them on Amazon, or Wattpad. The book I'm currently working on is more Argosian-centric than the others. The planet's name is De Sikkari though.
Well, most words I know are because I absolutely love reading π
My two most favourite words are phenylalanine and phenylketonuria both Greek/Latin. Possibly a combination of both. I'm not entirely sure. They are just fun to say. First word is a amino acid. We dont naturally make it. Second is a genetic disorder where people cannot process it. Picked it up in elementary school reading cans and such with the warning 'Caution: Phenylketonuria. Contains phenylalanine.'
Trebuchet. French. Catapult type weapon. Picked up reading fantasy and historical fiction/ history.
If fictional languages count- callowayla. It means 'heart pearl's and us an Argosian term of endearment.
Word I loathe now..... Jacuzzi. Why? Because I work in a hotel with the bloody things in every room. Guests are not to run the jets past 10pm and nothing irritates me more than dealing with a guest running the jets at 3am, waking up everyone around them, and refusing to answer the phone. Or someone calling at that same time with the question 'you got a room with one of them there jacuzzis in it?' Not for you, no.
Peek-a-boo
My cat does the same. Follows me all over the house, and cries at door if I take the trash out.
And now you've given me something else to stalk on my reviewing sites π
Memories warm in good times, but what once warmed rages now, a fearsome inferno, a laval firestorm that rips the soul asunder.
How long had the fractures been growing, like cracks in glacial ice, eroding a once firm foundation? How did I not know that our values had diverged so much? Never could I support that which promotes treason, rape, racial hatred, misogyny, xenophobia, homophobia, and worse.
Destruction always leads to rebirth. Wildfire burns away that which is no longer necessary, and I emerge from the forge fires a new person, tears of release and renewal washing the ash away.
Memories may warm you up from the inside, but Iβm learning it's very true they can tear you apart from the inside as well. Learning my once-friends support Trump and his horrific behaviour shattered those friendships, and with them, my fragile ability to trust.
I value loyalty above all. Once I give it, it takes a good deal to break it, but break it they did, with snide comments suggesting I was βsensitiveβ, or had been corrupted by moving to California. I have two decades of memories turning to ash, ripping me apart inside, wondering how I missed the fractures.
Omc! Squeeeeee
Heh, it was the trailers that did it for me. We do have it in our Amazon library though. I'll get around to watching it.
π terrifying! Especially with the wildfires so close recently. Captures the fear of destructions aftermath
Heh, this very much has an Jabberwocky feel to it!
I could hear this in Stark's voice. I've not watched this movie yet. Kinda don't want to π I love Stark too much.
Thank you. The full scene was difficult to write. I can assure you, though, Ari is going to be fine. I
Evalyce: The Language of the Trees, Quaestors 1, WIP
"Tavi'li mere, Ari." I rubbed my thumb along the side of his hand, soothing him, trying to hide the chaos of my emotion.
Elius picked up a syringe. As the needle pricked his skin, Ari let out a shuddery sigh. I knew what to expect, but knowing didn't prepare me for the reality. Between breath and the next, Ari's fierce grip loosened and his hand went limp in mine. I watched the life fade from his eyes and it was all I could do not to start sobbing, though I couldn't help the silent tears that slipped down my cheeks.
Evalyce: Language of the Trees, Quaestors 1, WIP
How dare she? After all we had just been through, after all the good we had done, how dare Elaine call my behaviour disgraceful?
Rage turned my vision red, then white, my body igniting. I was barely aware of Ari, though I felt his hands on my shoulders. I heard him yell to Myles to get everyone back, but it was as if from a great distance. He pulled me closer, wrapping me in a hug. The burning was getting worse, threatening to consume me. Chaos in the mind, thunder in the blood.
βMai? Mai, I need you to focus.β
Thank you. that pretty much sums up insomnia. who is not my friend. You can be so tired and body and the mind just Chatters away and won't shut up
Thank you. It still hurts a lot but it's getting better slowly. just really difficult to believe you know? And I'm not exactly a very trusting person so it hit very very hard.



Word of the DaySprezzaturaMay 08 at 5:04 AM

