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babygrayI have to clean up, which means I have to throw out my old writing notebooks. It happens every once in a while, and oftentimes, I just put it off for later. Fortunately for all of us me, I have a long summer ahead of me.
This was written on January 22, 2010.
The premise: Yuuri catches a demon cold that messes with his magic abilities. Wolfram plays nursemaid. (what do you mean, it's been done already)
Yuuram was glass. Yuuri's magic has transformed it, burning the sand, turning it into glass.
It caught the light and fractured it, spilling rainbows onto the tape top.
Yuuri stank of rotting garbage.
No sign
Yuuri turned onto his side, his arm wrapping around Wolfram's shoulders.
Wolfram looked at the hand.
Yuuri stared at his bed as he buttoned up his pajamas.
..........still scribbling, stumble into proto-opening one
The day was a rainy one. The rain pattered against the tall windows, drumming a steady, drowsing beat. Yuuri bit the inside of his mouth, but it wasn't helping.
"Your Majesty," Gunter said in an exasperated tone.
"Oh, sorry Gunter," Yuuri said, rubbing his eyes. Between the rain and Gunter's lectures, he had no chance.
..........with an idea for a story in mind, rewrite of opening one
The rain pattered on the large windows, slowly lulling Yuuri to sleep. The words on the papers Gunter had set out for him were growing less and less clear. The tip of his quill was leaving an unsightly blot on the paper as his eyes slowly closed.
"Your Majesty," Condrad said from his usual place by the door, startling Yuuri. The quill in Yuuri's hand jerked, leaving a black steak in its quake.
"Ah," Yuuri said, a bit surprised by the streak he had just left on the paper. "This is terrible."
"What is?" Conrad said.
"This," Yuuri said, waving the quill as he rubbed his eye with his free hand. "How am I supposed to concentrate when it's been raining for days? Then again, I'm not very good at concentrating on this paperwork to begin with, but I'm falling asleep."
... It has potential. *starts choking for no definable reason*
This was written on January 22, 2010.
The premise: Yuuri catches a demon cold that messes with his magic abilities. Wolfram plays nursemaid. (what do you mean, it's been done already)
Yuuram was glass. Yuuri's magic has transformed it, burning the sand, turning it into glass.
It caught the light and fractured it, spilling rainbows onto the tape top.
Yuuri stank of rotting garbage.
No sign
Yuuri turned onto his side, his arm wrapping around Wolfram's shoulders.
Wolfram looked at the hand.
Yuuri stared at his bed as he buttoned up his pajamas.
..........still scribbling, stumble into proto-opening one
The day was a rainy one. The rain pattered against the tall windows, drumming a steady, drowsing beat. Yuuri bit the inside of his mouth, but it wasn't helping.
"Your Majesty," Gunter said in an exasperated tone.
"Oh, sorry Gunter," Yuuri said, rubbing his eyes. Between the rain and Gunter's lectures, he had no chance.
..........with an idea for a story in mind, rewrite of opening one
The rain pattered on the large windows, slowly lulling Yuuri to sleep. The words on the papers Gunter had set out for him were growing less and less clear. The tip of his quill was leaving an unsightly blot on the paper as his eyes slowly closed.
"Your Majesty," Condrad said from his usual place by the door, startling Yuuri. The quill in Yuuri's hand jerked, leaving a black steak in its quake.
"Ah," Yuuri said, a bit surprised by the streak he had just left on the paper. "This is terrible."
"What is?" Conrad said.
"This," Yuuri said, waving the quill as he rubbed his eye with his free hand. "How am I supposed to concentrate when it's been raining for days? Then again, I'm not very good at concentrating on this paperwork to begin with, but I'm falling asleep."
... It has potential. *starts choking for no definable reason*
