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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️

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He/Him 🚫AI🚫 - Thou Shalt Not Build a Machine in the Likeness of a Human Mind! Author-in-the-making! Currently working on: Daughter of the Sword (Draft 3!) Fantasy Novel Follow for posts about comics, books, movies, games, and WIPsnips

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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
Anyone else get that thing where you have a realisation that would improve so much of your WIP - but it means undoing / rewriting the last 40,000 words? Yeah. Might be restarting Part 2.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 25/09/2026
On my days of I've found that this schedule (or something close to it) actually works really well for writing! Maybe not as early — and I spend longer on dinner, and have all sort of pet care in the morning — but overall it works great!
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 18/09/2026
Only had one "payment" at all in DotS — I'm surprised it was even that many. #WriteSky #WritersCommunity #WIPsnips
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. 

"A storm-shutter must have come loose," Hal said quickly. He had gone as pale as Bronwyn felt. They never had visitors. Even the villagers who brought food left the supplies without making their presence known; they were superstitious, and thought Hal to be a mad sorcerer, locked in his tower. If it wasn't for the regular payment he left in the store room, they might have neglected to bring supplies at all.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 17/09/2026
Sell your book in 5 words: Magic sword causes big problems. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 17/09/2026
It's gotta be Bronwyn — poor girl goes through so much, deals with conflict and strife, is very forlorn and sad at various points... She could definitely use a hug :') #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #AwesomeCharacters
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 15/09/2026
I love and hate this. It's such a challenge. "BLAME" Do with that what you will, cos it's a hard one to figure out 😂 #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #PromptGame #TWPGE
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 15/09/2026
One thing I've tried to emphasise with Bronwyn is her emotional vulnerability. She is someone who is very expressive at times, someone who cries when faced with a tough situation, but I never let that detract from her strength! She cries, but she gets the job done anyway. #AwesomeCharacters
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 15/09/2026
I didn't have "exterior", so have "outside" instead! And a Bronwyn distracted by her own thoughts... #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
Red dawn stained the sky as the ferry travelled North, but no matter how beautiful the scenery outside the window was, it couldn't keep the faces of the dead men from Bronwyn's mind. She couldn't avoid it.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 11/09/2026
Reha: "I'll feel better / right / whole after I [spoiler - murder!]" Bronwyn: "I have no value except what I can do for others, so I have to be useful, be better, not make mistakes, or else I'll be left alone again" (Unfortunately there are no light-hearted answers to this for DotS 😬)
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 10/09/2026
Hit me with the first line of your novel, published / finished or not. Prologue: "Rain fell over the street, hard and cold – Not hard enough to wash the blood from the stones, not cold enough to quench the fires that still burned where buildings had once stood." #WritingCommunity #AmWriting
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 10/09/2026
I feel like Bronwyn would apologise even if it wasn't her fault, then get mad either later on or if the person was rude. Her first instinct would be kind, but if they respond with rudeness, she'll reply in kind. Reha tells them to watch where they're going - but still stops to pick up fruit.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 10/09/2026
Even if I never publish, I'll print off manuscripts myself and give them to family and friends to read, and carry on writing.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 10/09/2026
One of my favourite descriptions from Part One of DotS — I had a few options for this snip, but this one felt right! #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity On another note, Draft 3 is up to 83,000 words! Progress!
She cast her mind about for the right one to use. She probed her memories like the gaps of missing teeth, prodding each to see which would hurt, just enough, not too much.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 08/09/2026
I'm feeling my TBR pile stare at me from across the room, especially now the cosy months are upon us. Currently reading Return of the King (first ever read of LotR!) Still to read: Butter This Is How You Lose The Time War Starving Saints Bury Our Bones In The Midnight Soil The Vorrh
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 08/09/2026
(Funda)mental for today's snip - going back to Part One seems strange now that I'm all the way into the end of Part 2 of DotS! Part 3 soon hopefully, and 80k words down! #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
It was a foolish, childish hope, she knew. But she couldn't stop herself from looking. Time and again she went to the picture of Hal's last class, figuring that, by their age, these people were the same age as her mother. She never asked Hal about it: she knew the old man would not understand, would not want her wasting her time. He would tell her that who her parents were, where she came from, these things didn't matter. 

He would never understand that they did matter, in the most fundamental way.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 04/09/2026
Hello friends! I'm back! Or at least, I'm going to try to be: I am finally writing again after a long hiatus, just being far too busy. In good news though, draft 3 is now over 78,000 words, and nearly into the third act! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WIPsnips
After a whole day on the water, stopping only to eat, she stopped by simply grounding the Skiff against the low shore. Too tired to set up a full camp, she hauled the little boat as high up the shore as she could so it wouldn't drift away if the tide rose, then collapsed under the welcome arms of a tree, her dead man's cloak spread beneath her for a groundsheet
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 16/07/2026
Finally got to see #Supergirl last night! Don't believe a word of the hate. Supergirl is a fun, energetic, funny, and heartbreaking movie. Was it as good as Superman? Not quite there. But well worth the watch, and a hundred times better than some of the marvel slop we've had since Endgame.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 04/06/2026
I've got a feeling I'm going to end up adopting a wild bird. Anyone know what sort of things you can feed to a crow who seems unable to fly and feed himself? #Wildlife #Crows #BirdWatching
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 02/06/2026
This is a good one; Bronwyn initially begins her journey out of stubbornness. She leaves the temple-tower because Hal refuses to, in order to answer a call for help, stubbornly insisting that it's what they (wizards) are supposed to do. But she also has a selfish motivation, which she denies even —
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 27/05/2026
"Gods, known and unknown", probably one of my favourite lines in this draft! Hope everyone's not dying in this heatwave like I am. 🫠 #WIPsnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky
Hal’s frown deepened. “Swear it by your name.”

She hesitated. That was a serious oath, not one uttered lightly. To break an oath sworn on your own name was to invoke the wrath of every God known and unknown.

“I swear by my name, I will not pass this door until I am ready.”

Looking again, Bronwyn saw that the door had no handle.

And no lock.
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Rosie || R&Q Editing @rosie-j-potter.bsky.social · 27/05/2026
A surprise showed up yesterday! My ARCs! I am so thrilled with how these turned out. It was my first time seeing the spine and back. And they’re so silky. The matte finish feels amazing. I can’t believe I’m holding my DEBUT NOVEL and it comes out in a little over five months!!! #WriteSky #BookSky
A selfie of Rosie holding up a book called The Tinsel twist Two stacks of copies of the book The Tinsel Twist next to a stuffed caticorn  The book The Tinsel Twist laying on top of a grey tabby cat in the sunshine A cat paw reaching out to touch the cat on the cover of the tinsel twist
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 22/05/2026
She's smiling because it's the weekend! Little does she know I'm going to be working for all of it 😭
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 22/05/2026
Opportunity knocks — and the slave ship Ironclad cuts through ominous fog and mist! #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
The slave ship Ironclad cut smoothly through the unexpected fog as it navigated the river. Lanterns burned all around the gunwale, so the edge of the ship was ringed in flickering golden light, but these did little to cut through the gloom. It was a starless night, and whatever moons might shine on them only diffused their light into the fog… only the impeccable sense of direction of the steersman kept them within the bounds of the river. He had boasted before that he could navigate his stretch of river blindfolded, and this fog was ample opportunity to prove it.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
Bronwyn would probably buy a load of supplies for magic — inks, paints, quality brushes, parchments, new notebooks and quills, pens, and pencils... All things for inscribing spell circles or recording ideas for spells or combinations she has, or for research and unravelling spells.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 21/05/2026
I've been neglecting to post again lately! Bronwyn reflects on her lessons in magic and the dreams they bring in today's snip. #WriteSky #WIPsnips #WritingCommunity
Not that the remaining lessons weren’t demanding. It was all she could do in an evening to remember to unlace her boots before she collapsed into the cot in her room, exhausted from another day of sparring, writing, learning… ordinarily she would have thought she would be too tired to dream, but instead she did most nights. Most were strange, disjointed dreams without substance, but others were vivid, startling recollections of her past that made her unsure where she was when she woke, until her breath calmed and reality fell into place around her. Perhaps it was the Tower-Temple itself, a conduit for magic, flowing through her. She felt she would know, if she found the answers behind that door with no lock…
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 14/05/2026
Really, REALLY far. Bron doesn't know where she was born - but it's a long way off. She grew up in Harebell, in South Estril, half a continent away. Even the Tower where she learns magic with Hal, she eventually leaves, and that's north of the Fenns! She travels a lot 😂
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 14/05/2026
I struggled to remember if I even had "coffee" in my WIP or if I had replaced it with another name as I have done before — glad to see I had left it in! Hal *not* casting spells in today's snip. #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
He made himself coffee, and contemplated these questions. As always, the voice of the arcane was silent, unhelpful as ever in these moments of private weakness. A spell could have sweetened the coffee, made it palatable, rather than dark and bitter. He did not cast it.

The fireplace in the kitchen was burning low. A spell could have made golden flames leap from the grate, to fill the room with warmth and light. Hal took a log from the pile, and placed it gently atop the dying flames.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 12/05/2026
The power of belief today! Many different cultures of magic center on the idea of belief, of "manifesting" if you will, the idea that you have to wholeheartedly believe in what you're doing for your spells to work. Knowledge without belief is only information! #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
In magic, this was one of the core principles: As I believe it, so will it be. It formed the cornerstone of all arcane application. In order to make any spell take effect, you had to believe that it was going to succeed, that it would work. Without that belief, that conviction in the function of magic, then no spell would work. No amount of detail in your arcane circle, no quantity of research, no degree of understanding in the greater mechanics of magic could replace simple willpower.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 08/05/2026
A bit of a geography lesson for you all with today's "North" prompt; I'll add a map in as well so you can see what Bron is talking about! (Map made using Inkarnate) #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
The search quickly proved fruitless. She tried several of the more reputable-looking stores in the winding streets, climbing tilting staircases to teetering second floors and browsing shelf after shelf of paper, but none of the maps she found named Runwald as a location. She could find North Haugr easily enough — but that covered a third of the Empire, with some maps going as far as to include charted paths through the Copsonwood in the Far North, all the way up to the border with the Dwervic Territories and the Istvala Greatwood. Not a single one named Rünwald. A map of Riviera, the fictional continent featured in "Daughter of the Sword"
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 07/05/2026
Only one instance of "wing" in all 60K of my WIP so far — Bronwyn finding the portrait room! #WriteSky #WIPsnips #WritingCommunity
A flutter, like bird’s wings, drew her to the end of the corridor. The outer wall lay to her left, and the right side of the passage was full of rooms she had never looked into. They seemed to be… bunk rooms, or dormitories, where pupils would sleep two to a room, or four in those that had tiered bunk-beds. How long since these rooms last been occupied? Ten years? Twenty? A hundred?
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 06/05/2026
No "Premium" in my WIP so far, so have "Superior" instead — and a fight scene! Surprisingly rare early on in the story, but I was happy with the way this one turned out. #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingComunity
Again he advanced, fencing aggressively, pressing her back against the rail — Bronwyn couldn't stay there, limiting her mobility. The captain swung for her again, she parried and slipped to the side, clearing the gunwale, using her longsword's superior reach to keep him at bay. If he wanted to do serious damage to her, he would have to press in close.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 05/05/2026
Dangerous times, living under the Haugarian Empire, in which Wizards are hunted — I'll shamelessly admit I took inspiration from Star Wars for this! #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #RevengeOfTheFifth
He paused, letting those words sink in, considering carefully his next. “To be a Wizard now is more dangerous than it has ever been – you would be feared by common folk, hunted by agents of the Empire, shunned by people you once considered yourself one of. Despite all this…” Finally his gaze met hers. “I wish in part to be selfish. To pass on what I know in the twilight of my life, so that there is at least one other to carry on the knowledge, to keep it from being stamped out to nothing, a footnote to history. I do wish to teach you, child.“Do you still wish to learn?”
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 03/05/2026
Bronwyn is a saver, I think; she doesn't really go in for luxuries for herself, and is more wont to keep her money for an emergency. But when there is an emergency — she wouldn't be stingy for the sake of it. #AwesomeCharacters #WriteSky #WIPsnips
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 03/05/2026
Brass for today's snip! I've finally started writing again, so hopefully I'll be posting more of these; I had something of an epiphany about the section I was working on which made it easier to get started! #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
Everywhere there were new sounds, new smells, new everything! Almost as soon as she had stepped foot across the city border, merchants were shouting at her, flogging their wares — sheets of silk fine cloth by the yard or by the bolt, bags of spices sold by the measure, spirits sold by the bottle… there seemed to be no end to what was on offer. The further she went, the more she saw: fresh fruit and cooked meat that made her mouth water and her stomach growl, items of garish clothing she could never imagine wearing herself, stalls full of brass oddities she could hardly name, let alone find a use for
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 30/04/2026
Bronwyn definitely does curse — I try to limit it where I can, personally, because I feel that coarse language is most effective when it's used sparingly. It hits harder when a character who usually holds back suddenly drops a swear word, than a character who swears all the time.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 30/04/2026
A bit of a longer snip to make up for the lack of posting lately — I couldn't miss out on this prompt, very meta! #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
“You still haven’t said how any of this helps me learn magic,” she insisted.

Hal sighed. Pulling a piece of paper towards himself, he carefully wrote out a few looping, unfamiliar symbols, each interconnecting with each other. Where Bronwyn had been learning to write in neat lines, left-to-right, he placed the symbols on three points of a triangle, the tails of each joining to the foot of its neighbor. When he was done, he drew a circle connecting all three points, then a triangle within that.

“Can you read this?” he asked, handing the paper to her.

“What is it?”

“Magic,” he said, tapping the paper. “Can you read it?”

Bronwyn’s brows drew together. “No.”
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 29/04/2026
Wow, didn't even realise today was QuestPit! I've been on a bit of a hiatus from posting & snips, largely because I simply haven't been writing lately. Trying to break out of my funk by writing something completely unrelated for a bit, a short piece to try get my brain moving again!
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Headless🎃Horsewoman🪉💎🏹🐴⚔️ @acturek.bsky.social · 29/04/2026
#fantasy #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #WIPSnips #immediate Fleeing together on one horse—several other horses with them—Rushak and Theris try to hang onto their respective magics. From Brother’s Keeper, my fantasy WIP about two brothers bound by a misunderstood power.
Rushak nodded, worry burgeoning along with
the nausea. Where were Drisal and the others? What had happened? And what hounded him and Theris
behind the clearing, gaining like the approaching storm? A sudden and IMMEDIATE fear gripped him,
like the chill in the tower moments before his and Cerel's capture. He glanced back across the meadow as the horses picked up speed. He fought the urge to let go of Theris's cloak. His stomach roiled. His mouth filled with water. "Theris-"

"Keep your mind with the horses. Shield
them! That fox was not chasing the rabbit. Both were fleeing the evil that follows us."

"I'm going to be sick."

"You mustn't. We can leave no trace! The
Kudrum will mark us and break the invisibility. If we're cut off from the others, we'll have lost our only chance."

Brother's Keeper
A.C. Turek
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 13/04/2026
Bronwyn learns there's more to magic than just knowing the words in today's snip; there were almost too many options to choose from with today's prompt, so I went with the first one which seemed halfway decent! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WIPsnips
Instead, she was disappointed to find that magic meant yet more study. Arduous, time-consuming study. Even though her progress learning to read had been better than Hal hoped, every word was still a struggle; she hated the halting, faltering sound of her own voice as she spelled out letters like a child to understand a word she hadn’t come across before, and in the works of magic, these were plenty.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 10/04/2026
The healing process in today's snip — a little insight into the limits of healing magic, and Bronwyn's own knowledge thereof. I wanted to give magic at least some ability to heal, but not to be a cureall; at least not in Bronwyn's hands. #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
There are many spells for healing. Fresh wounds are, compared to many ailments, very simple to heal with magic: one simply needs to close the cut, and cause the skin to scab or scar, encouraging the body's natural processes — the clotting of blood, for example — to accelerate. Bronwyn's knowledge of healing was relatively limited; she could not hope to help someone dying of infection, or a complex disease… but she could mend a broken bone, or close a cut.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 09/04/2026
"Stuff" yielded some dark insights into Bronwyn's childhood — if it could be called such! #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
The building was searched, every finding within recorded by the mayor's clerks. Beds which were little more than wooden frames with straw-stuffed burlap for mattresses. Food cupboards, bare except for a handful of bottles. The children themselves, filthy, skinny, shivering in the cold as they huddled under the cloaks of the town guards. They were terrified — not of the soldiers marching into their home, not even of the strangers asking them questions, but terrified of Ortan, their warden, their guardian, whose dark eyes glared murder at them from where he kneeled shackled.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 07/04/2026
Shortcuts? No shortcuts in the way of magic, as Hal says! It takes time and dedication! No idea why there's a huge gap here between lines, I think it's a common problem with Ellipsus. #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
“To learn magic, you must learn to read magic. Knowing the words and gestures will get you so far only. The arcane symbols which comprise the Arcane are more complicated by far than any other language I will teach you. You need a strong understanding of how languages work, how they live and evolve, before anything of Magic will make sense to you. There is no shortcut, no quick and easy path, I’m afraid. Learning magic takes time, and study.”
“How long?”
Hal considered. “If you are lucky? You will be casting spells within a year.”
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 05/04/2026
Mug today! I was surprised to find an instance of this, but turns out there's a couple in there! #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
The old man nodded slowly, refilling Bronwyn’s mug with more tea from a pot by the fire. “Something wrong with being a blacksmith?” he asked eventually.
When she met his pale blue eyes again, she felt the wizard was peering into her somehow, down past the skin and to the soul within her very bones. Bronwyn knew she couldn’t evade the question with silence.
“I don’t want to be a blacksmith,” she said at length.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 02/04/2026
No beaches in Daughter of the Sword, but I do have a river! Bronwyn catching some fish on the shore for today's snip. Hoping to write some more over the upcoming long weekend! #WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
The fat, slow, river-fish which swum in the Fenns were laughably easy to catch with the aid of magic. Bronwyn traced a simple bigram on the ground with a stick, and lured the fish close with the spell until they literally crowded the shore by her feet, heedless of her presence; a quick downward thrust with Zakiel skewered one, then another, then a third of the fish. Each was as big around as her thigh, all slippery muscle and scales.
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The Orion @gettheorion.bsky.social · 31/03/2026
Happy Transgender Day of Visibility. 🏳️‍⚧️💚 You are seen and you are loved and remember, the only minority destroying the world is the Epstein class.
star trek deep space nine inspired fan art featuring Jadzia Dax. she's battling with a klingon bat'leth. the text says "Protect the Dolls." the colors of the Transgender pride flag are smeared across her eyes.star trek discovery fan art illustration of Gray Tal, they're awash in the Transgender Pride colors.star trek Strange New Worlds inspired fan art featuring Captain Angel. she's awash in the colors of the Transgender pride flag and giving the Vulcan salute.
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Starite 🌟 @starite.bsky.social · 31/03/2026
DON'T LET THE BASTARDS GET YOU DOWN 🏳️‍⚧️ #art #tdov #transart
a digital illustration in the style of a relief print depicting a black cat in a defensive pose holding a torn and tattered transgender pride flag in its mouth as it looks directly towards the viewer. the background is purple with some specks of blue and pink showing through, and behind the cat is a black midground resembling grass or flames. the top right corner features a box with a caption reading "T.D.O.V."
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 31/03/2026
Since today is trans day of visibility, I'll post it again because I want my views made clear: Trans women are women, trans men are men. Trans and non-binary people are valid and beautiful and deserve respect, support, community, and safety. Anyone who disagrees can stay away from me forever.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 31/03/2026
Bronwyn travels down into the bowels of the mountain in today's snip, "step"! Struggled to find a good one — it's been more than 2 weeks since I actually wrote anything new! #WriteSky #WIPsnips #WritingCommunity
These were not the familiar worked stone, tile, and pavings that she was used to in the rest of the Temple: the walls were rough like a cave or a mine, and so close as to feel claustrophobic. The low ceiling even caused Hal to bend forward in some places, and the floor angled ever down, sometimes in steps, sometimes just at an incline, and every turn they took made Bronwyn feel like she was descending down the throat of the living mountain beneath them.
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R.J.M. — Writer — DRAFT 3! 📖🎮🎥🤖✍️🦸🏻‍♂️ @abysmalauthor.bsky.social · 30/03/2026
Bronwyn is bad at sleeping — especially after getting the White Sword, she struggles with dreams and nightmares. Reha, on the other hand, could sleep through a thunderstorm — but wake at the sound of an approaching footstep! She has an uncanny awareness of danger when asleep.
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