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#WIPSnips Liz and Arthur have a very strange relationship. He looks after her, and ensures her safety the best he can, but he does so more for her late father's sake than her own. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Liz took a deep breath, then looked over to Arthur. “Heeeeeey buddy… So—”

“No,” he stated firmly. “And fuck you for even suggesting it.”

Wait, what? Arthur’s defiance attitude came on suddenly, even for him.

“Oh, come on,” she begged.

“It’s one thing to scout for you, and insure your safety, but it’s another thing entirely to participate in your stupid political squabbles!”

Their back and forth was jarring. Liz had harsh words for him back in Razir, but I had attributed that to stress. Yet. the way they argued now was causing me to reevaluate their friendship.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 17/10/2026

#LitHodgepodge I ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 to use Spiral again for this! There is a correct answer, and I would love to see you try to guess it! Plus, as she was inspired by my favorite band, I'd love to hear more music with her vibe! So what's her go-to karaoke song? #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WriteSky

Black and White drawing of a woman in pants and boots, with an exposed midriff and a short leather jacket. She has a gun in either hand and a determined look on her face. There are cracks all over her skin, and she has fairy-like wings.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 17/10/2026

#WIPSnips Liz has a lot of cheeky retorts in the series. It's a defense mechanism for when she's scared. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

A sarcastic voice rang out unexpectedly. “Take all the time you need.”

The man in the white suit made himself known, casually rounding the corner from where he had been patiently waiting. “Are you quite done sneaking around and bothering old men?”

“Probably not,” Liz flippantly replied, continuing to fiddle with the device on her head. “I do a lot of sneaking, and am known to be very bothersome.”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 16/10/2026

#AwesomeCharacters OH! HOLD ON! 𝐹𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑟. Here it is! From my 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 different, 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 first draft ever of 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. Jane liking fashion used to be a prominent topic! #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

“Oh, well the manufacturers usually send us a bunch of clothes. We then take what we want and donate the rest.” I shrugged.

Liz cocked her head to the side, thinking. “You know what? I think I can understand that. If the royal family was seen wearing their clothing, it would be great advertising…”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 15/10/2026

Yeah, sometimes we have to cancel, but for the last few years we have had a “Sunday is board game night” rule and have open invitations to all our friends. My best friend tries to make it every week but also has a lot going on. Thankfully, we always can find something to play when they get here!

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 15/10/2026

Jane is under stress quite a bit in the series, and I can't blame her. I know exactly what this feels like, so it's nice to be able to put it all out into the world through her voice. 5/5

Under Stress

When avoidance runs the show, 9s can become passive, ineffective, resigned, stubborn (especially under pressure), overly accommodating, indecisive, and prone to low self-esteem.

If things worsen, they shift toward their disintegration point (Type 6), adopting its negative traits: becoming more suspicious, doubtful, wary, anxious, tense, and reactive—often more passive-aggressive and obstinate.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 15/10/2026

#WIPSnips Jane giving Liz a small lesson, and putting her theories to the test with their lives on the line. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

“Feel the barrier,” I instructed. “Just like with all magic, we’re working with threads and weaves, same principles apply. You need to pull individual threads through your hands. Let them pass in and out, be very careful with that. If the magic doesn’t leave you — if you actually pull this much magic into yourself — it will kill you.”

“Heh... So, no pressure?” Liz sighed. “I… think I understand what you’re talking about. I just need to let it go through my hands, right?”

With my eyes closed and my hands on hers, I focused on sensing what she was doing. She felt around the barrier a little, then stopped. For a moment, there was nothing... Then, I could subtly sense the weave shifting, the threads slowly pulling towards her left hand, until they gently passed in, then out, of her palm.

“Okay. Now, you need to create more points of contact, where you’re letting the threads in and out. Use your fingertips, the pads of your fingers, your palms, as many points as you can.”

“That’s a tall fucking order,” she complained. “I haven’t worked with magic like this in over a hundred years…”

“You were a magitech prodigy, Liz. Have some confidence in yourself, you can do this.”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 14/10/2026

#WIPSnips The world Jane lives in has a rich and somewhat tumultuous history. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Refreshed and revitalized, I decided that we needed to keep moving forward. Mother had given us the map, and it thankfully didn’t look too far.

There was a mountain range that began with Glasset and followed all the way north through Sothara. Millennia ago, the area west of the mountains was controlled Razir, but during an old war between our kingdoms, Sothara began a conquest through Glasset and up the other side of the mountains. When the war was over and new lines were drawn, it had become Sotharan territory.

There were a few villages along the coast and mines near the mountains, but most of the land was a fierce and humid jungle. Few people lived in western Sothara. It was mostly cut off from the rest of the kingdom, being the westernmost edge of the world.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 14/10/2026

#LitHodgepodge Got a pair of similes that I like in this scene. I find that they help build the stress and anxiety Jane's going through, as she dances for the first time with Liz. #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WriteSky

As Liz took my hand, my heart trembled like fireflies in a bottle. We joined the center of the ballroom, where half a dozen other couples were freely dancing to the gentle music of the band. I had learned to dance, and been danced with before, but being so close to her, with her holding and leading me… It felt different.

“I like this,” I whispered.

“So do I. How’re you feeling?”

“Don’t worry about me. You just keep being you.”

Fear of missing a step, of embarrassing myself, caused my mind to heave and strain like a ship anchored in a storm, trying to remember back to my lessons, focusing on every little movement. Relax your shoulders. Keep your head up. Back straight. Slow and graceful.

As if showing me mercy, the band soon transitioned to a far slower beat. Before I knew it, Liz had gently pulled me even closer.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 13/10/2026

#WIPSnips Of course, we have to talk about my blue boy, Cameron! He's Jane's best friend and loyal companion! They have a 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 platonic love, and see each other more as siblings, rather than friends. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

My royal guard, Cameron Shole, had been my best friend ever since we met. He grew up at the castle, and we practically spent our whole lives together.

Because angels age much slower than humans, it meant that Cam’s mixed ancestry caused him to grow up faster than I did. Though, even once I finally reached adulthood, he still ended up being a head taller than me.

We spent so much time together, that strangers would sometimes mistaken me as his little sister. It wasn’t very hard to see a resemblance, we were both pale, had brown hair and blue eyes — though his were closer to a teal color. He eventually got so sick of people comparing us, that he began dyeing his hair a deep ocean blue, one of the royal colors of Sothara.

It didn’t really help, but he kept it anyway.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 12/10/2026

#WIPSnips Some world and character building. Their technology utilizes raw magic as a power source. The engines described here have simplified properties of real-world electric motors, but use magic and mythril in place of electricity and magnets. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Lusana drove us in her carriage west, to the city of Kressa.

She made me promise not to ask about the carriage. She made me promise not to mention it to anyone. She made me promise not to inspect the carriage. She made me promise not to even think about the carriage.

Both trains and carriages were fascinating technologies. The engines produce alternating pulses of raw magic from batteries which — with clever usage of the attractive and conductive properties of mythril — create motion. Miniaturization for carriages, however, was still fairly new.

So new… that nobody owned a carriage. Only very specific businesses even had permits to have them. So I was very happy not to ask where she obtained her extremely illegal carriage.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 12/10/2026

#AwesomeCharacters Curiosity defines her. Being adopted, Jane wondered where she came from. With her "condition," she sought a way to fix herself. But at some point, something broke in her. She stopped searching, instead turning her curiosity outward. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

“In the end, it made me realize how stupid I had been. How selfish it all was. I have a good life. Hell, I’m a fucking princess! But one day I'll die, and then what? Who cares what was wrong with me? It doesn’t matter. It’s not important. But this?” I motioned to the rubble of Ambros that surrounded us. “This is big. This is important. This—”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 11/10/2026

#WIPSnips Erina's been going through a lot of changes lately, and she's a bit on edge about the whole ordeal. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

I was lightly startled as Erina walked up beside me. “What dress did mom pull out?” she asked, peering down over the railing, as I was.

To my shock, my cousin wore a simple and modest layered dress in light Sotharan blue. A silver necklace shined gently around her neck, and she was styled with a side braid in her hair, that I could immediately tell was Cam's handiwork, given the pristinely tight braids.

“A new one," I answered. "I… didn’t expect you’d want to join.”

“Why?” Resentment rang clear in her voice. “Because I’m a child?”

“No," I quickly corrected. "Because you’ve always said that you don’t like formal parties. Let alone dressing up for one.”

“It’s hardly what I'd call a party. Only a handful of guests.”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 11/10/2026

Show me a picture on your phone that has your energy that isn't a selfie (It’s been a rough year)

parody of a “give a mouse a cookie” book cover - “Please Give A Bitch A Break” “I work very had. I’m trying my best. I’m so tired all the goddamn time.”

Cartoon mouse in blue overalls crying.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 10/10/2026

#WIPSnips Oof. (Big "oof" on my part as well. Reuploading because I couldn't stand looking at my previous editing pass. I really need to double check my work when tired. 😴) #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

After the adrenaline began to die down, things grew even fuzzier. My memory of events after that were left in fragmented pieces. According to Lusana, I had suffered a nasty concussion.

Vague recollections of walking back through the tunnel were marred by conflicting memories of being carried by Char. I could recall being helped out of the truck, but never getting in. And at some point, after being laid down in a bed, I closed my eyes with a silent prayer that I would wake in the morning.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 10/10/2026

#LitHodgepodge I think most people who've ever heard me talk about Jane already knows what to bait her with... So let's get some guesses for Spiral! I'm pretty interested in what people think, just from looks alone! #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WriteSky

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 09/10/2026

#WIPSnips Jane's mother, Queen Catherine Sothara, is currently the most beloved ruler in the entire world, and is treated with the utmost respect. ... Except from Liz... #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Soft brown eyes looked down upon us from the throne, seeming heavy, cheeks wet from tears. Her long golden hair was messed and knotted, and her breathing weak and tired. Yet even still, in her billowing white gown, she was beautiful.

As her eyes drifted towards Liz, her smile faded, and her regal voice gave way to a more casual tone. “Are those… my sister’s clothes?”

As if oblivious to the mood in the room, Liz smiled and spoke brightly. “Hey Cat! Raided Iris’ wardrobe at the villa. Glad to see you’re in good health, and all that. Wish I could say the same but…” She shrugged. “Well, you know...”

My mother stared, but eventually returned a small smile, speaking with genuine concern in her voice. “I’m so sorry, Elissa. I wish we had reunited under better circumstances.”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 08/10/2026

#AwesomeCharacters Nothing for Jane's story, but I've been thinking of adding something. In Eden, Hera gifts Zeta an expensive pendant, and it quickly becomes very important to her. She wears it all the time, usually hidden under her shirt. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Zeta gasped, as she peered within. A stunningly beautiful pendant, and a sturdy yet unassuming gold necklace cord to pair with it. The pendant contained a large oval garnet of exquisite quality, and a gold phoenix cradled it from the side, it’s body and tail wrapped around below.

Zeta understood it’s meaning in an instant. But as she rested upon the hospital bed, she wondered if she could ever live up to it.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 08/10/2026

I’m going to need to see your badge. (Yes, this is something I actually own)

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 07/10/2026

#WIPSnips Yesterday I described Vigaras, and today we're heading to Glasset! It's a beautifully scenic getaway for the royal family by Glasset Lake. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

The royal villa was on a hill, and the lounge we sat in was like more like a balcony with glass walls enclosing it. Trees had been cut down, forming a path between the villa and Glasset lake, granting us the most breathtaking view. Whether in the daylight sun or the moon’s glow, the lake shimmered calmly in the distance.

Glasset mountain rested beside it, though it was more like a big rocky hill that sloped down and ended at the north edge of the lake. It was dwarfed in comparison by the mountain range north of it, which nearly reached all the way to Razir.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 07/10/2026

#LitHodgepodge One of my favorite sections that I've written and edited! A perfect example of the narrative voice that I'm aiming for. #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

My anxieties argued so loudly that even the thought of sleep was a poor fool’s jest. I kept trying to tell myself that Liz was confident in what she was doing and that I just needed to trust her, but my advice fell on deaf ears.

So I did what I always did in times of need. I sat up in bed, and prayed to Rix for guidance.

For a moment, it worked. But as the roaring cacophony of fears in my head began to calm, a single sound broke the fragile silence outside my mind. Somewhere below, downstairs. My heart raced, and I waited, but there was no encore. Did I imagine it?

Slowly, I rose from bed and crept to the door, but the villa was quiet once again.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 06/10/2026

#Octember ARTHUR COMING IN WITH THE HAYMAKER! After getting to know Liz as a badass, you quickly learn that there's still a lot more to her beneath the surface. She's secretly a lot more girlish and cutesy on the inside, but she's scared of letting anyone know. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity

“Why do you even try, Arthur? You know you can’t scare me.”

“Oh really?” He smirked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “What was that one doll’s name that you had as a kid? The one you took everywhere? The pink one. You know, the one that you—”

Liz’s eyes grew wide with panic. “STOP! Stop… Okay… Fine… I take it back…”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 06/10/2026

#ScribesUnited 10:18am PST and after a great sleep, I am stuck in bed. 😽❤️

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 05/10/2026

#WIPSnips An important scene during Jane and Liz's first date, as they relax in a cathedral, and open up to each other. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Liz sighed. “Have you tried talking to him? I heard that he was doing better.”

I shook my head. “I know that if I do… all the walls I built will come crashing down. I hate pushing him away like this, but I can’t let him get hurt again. Not because of me...”

A creeping silence enveloped the space between us. My thoughts pulled away from Liz, and once again, I felt alone with my own regrets.
After a moment though, Liz’s voice slowly began pulling apart the silence, word by word. “If it helps, I know what that feels like. I did the same thing once, decades ago. That… old girlfriend I mentioned? Well, she heard I was hanging around in Marapul after the war, and came to find me. But I was afraid, just like you. I pushed her away too.”

“Do you think… Was it the right decision?”

“I don’t know.”

The silence returned, but it wasn’t long until she tried again. Yet that time, her voice felt more relaxed, as she spoke in a far more melancholic tone. “When you visited me in the hospital, you asked me a question that I never answered. Or... I suppose that I was afraid of answering. Something like, ‘Is it better to live in fear alone, or risk the lives of the people you care about.’ Truth is, I don’t have an answer. Never have. Instead, I always feel like I end up doing both…”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 05/10/2026

#Sniptober I 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 like working on my dream sequences. #WritingCommunity #SnipShare

Glasset looked different than I remembered. Deep brambles and thorns along the path wove a tapestry of regret.

I need move. I don’t belong here…

The cloudless sky thundered at me for a sin I could not remember. My body felt strong yet hollow, an entire ocean filled with only a single drop.

One foot in front of the other is all I need.

Tears from the forest, as course as sand, failed to echo through the quiet trees, their blacked bark stifling the air. The path was painful, but I accepted the burden with unfeeling grace.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 05/10/2026

#Sniptober "I opened my journal, and began to write." Is a line that is repeated as the ending to many chapters throughout the story. #WritingCommunity #SnipShare

But somehow, I slowly managed to open my eyes, and push myself back up. For the first time since the tragedy in Vizthara, I felt compelled to record what had happened.

I rummaged through my bag and pulled out my journal. It’s roughly textured cover reminding me of home, when Lusana had first handed it to me. Things were so simple back then.

In a land of darkness and shadows, I sat alone on the small bed in the safehouse.

I opened my journal, and began to write.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 04/10/2026

#WIPSnips Nathan is introduced in book 4. A driver in Promethia. And he's about to have his entire life upended. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

“Of course, ma’am! Do you have a destination?”

The engine hummed low, as he waited for me to respond. He was likely on a script, and I wanted to throw him off of it before we got started.

As he prompted me a third time, a quiet uncertainty filled his voice. “M-Ma’am? Where would you like to go?”

“What’s your name?” I finally asked.

His voice quivered with gelatinous nerves. “Nathan. Uh, ma’am...”

After leaving a moment of pause to let him soak in discomfort, I spoke slowly and deliberately, with all the confidence I could muster. “Who exactly employs you? Do you have a boss or are you an independent contractor?”

To my delight, he was able to recover eloquently, with only a slight hesitation. “Oh! Well, I’m employed and trained by a company called Herald Solutions. They contract me out to Prometheus Security Services.”

“Is this vehicle tracked or tagged in any way?”

“No, ma’am. This is my personal vehicle.”

Perfect.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 03/10/2026

#WIPSnips A very interesting discussion with an equally interesting gardener. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

His voice was low and calm, as he focused on his work. "She was a gardener once. One day, after the chaos had subsided, I came to this place and planted her favorite flowers."

Astaroth reached down, cradling the shining silver petals of a small flower that had gone limp and dead. He carefully pruned it's head and placed it in his basket. "Long ago, they had a variety of different names. Myosotis. Scorpion grass... 'Forget-me-nots.’ That one is quite fitting, wouldn't you say?"

He waited a brief moment for a reply, but as none came, he continued his story. "It was difficult for them to grow at first. As you must know by now, this place is special. Even in the very soil, her magic remains saturated, the power of stasis far too stifling for anything to grow naturally. In the end, I had to modify them."

"Modify?" I asked. "Are you saying that you created Mythrilose?"

"I did." He took his watering can, and began gently showering the blooms. "There's a part of her in each and every flower. I spread them to all of her favorite places across the world, so that in some small way… she could be free…"

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 03/10/2026

#LitHodgepodge I just happen to have two sketches of my MC, Jane Sothara, that I just got within the last month from people in the community! #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WriteSky

Sketch of a woman with brown boots and shirt, and blue pants, with a messenger bag.

Sketch of a woman with a brown shirt, blue pants, a messenger bag, and angelic wings.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 03/10/2026

#lesficfri Liz's reaction to Jane agreeing to a first date.

The relief she felt was apparent, as the breath she had held captive within her chest quickly escaped her. A hopeful smile replaced her nervous glances. “Got a reservation at six, so you have plenty of time.”

“A reservation? That’s a bit assumptious, isn’t it? What if I had said no?”

She gave a weak chortle. “Backup plan was to take Spiral, and have her ease my disappointment. Glad I don’t have to, she’s not a cheap date.”

“Oh? You think I’m a cheap date? Must I remind you that I’m an actual princess?”

Her smile vanished. But as she quickly tried to clarify herself, I cut her off. “I’m just teasing. If you’re going to get to know the real me, then you should get used to it.”

She stared for a moment in surprise, before a small smirk rose on her cheek. “I’ll see you at six.”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 03/10/2026

#Sniptober Jane's Aunt, Princess Iris, is said to be one of the most powerful battlemages in history. She'll need every ounce of that strength for what's coming. #WritingCommunity #SnipShare

With Iris having Liz’s’s‘s full attention, we raced towards the side hall. Cam tucked his shoulder behind his shield, barrelling through the heavy wooden door.

“Uhhh…” Cam looked around worriedly. The stairs to the upper level weren’t ahead of us like we had planned for.

“Come on!” I hurried him, breaking into a sprint. “We’ll have to find another way up!”

We headed parallel to the sounds of battle within the chapel. But just as we set our pace, the battle came to us. Iris came crashing through the wall, sharp crystalline shards peppering against my barrier and Cam’s armor.

As Iris rose to her feet, she quickly materialized a new weapon in her hands in a flash of light, a giant folding fan that shimmered with magic. She swung the fan towards the hole she had created, launching a torrential burst of wind that flooded the hall, and forced Liz’s’s back out just as she was entering.

Iris took a momentary breath, the fan disappeared from her hands. Her fierce eyes briefly met ours, before giving us a nod. She rushed back inside the chapel, chasing after Liz’s’s.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 02/10/2026

I think I've finished my dream room in Spirit City. This game is so fun and cozy! Can you guess my favorite color? 😅

A very pink room with light brown hardwood floors.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 01/10/2026

#Sniptober So... apparently I have "Excellent" ONCE in all my WIPs. Of course, it's in my rough of Book 4, surrounded by gigantic spoilers. 🫠 I know I could use vibes, but I like to use exact words when I can. 😅 #SnippetShare #PromoSky #WritingCommunity

I took another quick sip before continuing. “Look... Just tell Samuel that we need to talk. Everything’s gone to shit. [CENSORED], and Jack applauds your excellent work fucking up Prometheus. Tomorrow night, Pella’s in Sector 15. Ask for [CENSORED]. I get it if he wants to send someone else or doesn’t trust me, but one way or another, I’ll find him. The sooner the better.”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 01/10/2026

#WIPSnips Prologue time! Starting off with a BANG! Jane's story begins with the end of Seren's. Seren's motives to want to kill Jane's uncle are shrouded in mystery, only to be understood much later on in the series. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Much of the small warehouse was in ruin. The ground was littered with the varied contents of the heavy wooden crates that were once stacked upon each other, as well as the charred remains of the crates themselves. The steel racks that lined the walls had been bent and away from the force of the blast, though they had thankfully been bolted in place and remained upright. But most urgently, small plumes of gray smoke were slowly growing from multiple areas, impending fires if not dealt with quickly.

As I scanned the room, I spotted him. My uncle was face down on the ground, buried under some of the splintered rubble opposite of Seren. Though I couldn’t see how badly he had been injured, I feared the worst, as he laid completely still. A silent prayer ran through my mind, a hope that his own ludari heritage had helped him survive.

Seren saw him as well, and with a wide grin, gave him her undivided attention. Her arm outstretched, sending a crimson weave of magic, like a ribbon, speeding towards a darkened corner of the room. Out of the rubble, Alex’s arming sword flew to meet her hand, guided back by the spell.

“Let’s get this over with,” she muttered.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 01/10/2026

#LitHodgepodge I'm Nicole (She/Her) and I’m working on "Requiem of Worlds: The Mysteries of Jane Sothara", an epic fantasy series featuring a scholarly MC, a perplexing world, sapphic romance, magical technologies, and horrific mysteries! #Writingcommunity #WritingPrompts

Literary this or that: (Nicole R’s answers:)

Hardcover chosen over softcover
Series over standalone
Tears over laughs
Coffee over tea
Hero over villain
Character-driven over plot-driven
Computer over pen & paper
Sweet over salty
Silence over soundtrack
Bookmark over dog-ear
Plotter over pantser
Lush over minimalist
Vomit draft over slow craft
Midnight over morning

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 30/09/2026

#WholesomeWednesday Oof. I needed that this morning. In payment, Serenity will lend a helping paw! She wants you to know that you’re worth it, and that she cares. Also, that she likes treats. Like… A lot of them.

A calico cat sitting in a chair on top of a pink hoodie, looking towards the camera with a paw extended

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 29/09/2026

Spiral and Liz's initial personalities were heavily inspired by Halestorm, with songs like Daughters of Darkness, and Freak Like Me. While Liz eventually evolved into a much different character, Spiral stayed true to those roots. Though her past is a mystery, she's always looking to the future.

Spiral - Line art of a woman with long hair and a leather jacket. She carries two pistols. She has fairy-like wings and cracks all throughout her skin.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 29/09/2026

#Snippetshare #WritingQ She has a plethora of questions, but just can't get them all out. #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

As he began to leave, a million different questions raced to my lips, all struggling to be heard. But only one squeaked through. “What about my statement?”

Isaac stopped, his hand already grasping the handle of the door. I could see little of his face as he stared towards his exit, but through strands of his long gray hair, the wide venomous grin that spread across his lips was clear as day.

His voice rang low, yet strong with a dark finality. “There is no need. I’ve already written your lines, saving you the trouble of speaking them.” He gently swung open the door. “Goodbye, Jane Sothara. You will be missed.”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 29/09/2026

#AwesomeCharacters Jane has an abysmally poor sense of self-worth. It's rare for her to express it in words, but in her mind: 𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑒?! 𝐴 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝐼 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛. 𝐼𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑝ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔? #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

“In the end, it made me realize how stupid I had been. I have a good life, hell, I’m a fucking princess! But one day, I'll die and then what? Who cares what was wrong with me? It doesn’t matter. It’s not important. But this?” I motioned to the rubble of Ambros around us. “This is big. This is important. This—”

“You’re wrong!” Erina burst out. She reached over and hugged me suddenly. “You’re important to us. Way more important than any of this!”

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 28/09/2026

#WIPSnips I'm sorry this one is so long! It's some of the most important characterization that Liz gets, so I didn't want to cut it short. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

“Do you really think we can be like you?!” Erina smiled, seeming elated by the idea.

Liz laughed cheerfully. “Like me back in my prime? No. I had all the tools and resources at my disposal to become the best of the best.”

She cocked her head as she stared at the screen. “But… If you can learn even the smallest amount of magitech… You’d be better than me now…”

There was a haunting pain in her voice. Her shoulders slumped, and her confidence seemed to melt away, returning her to the Liz I knew. Though her smile remained, I could see then just how hollow it really was.

She was once regarded as one of the greatest magitechnicians the world had ever seen. But after the Ashes, after her focus gem was shattered, she was completely cut off from the greatest passion of her life, doomed to never cast magic again.

Just a moment before, the spark in her eyes was so powerful, so strong. For those brief minutes, she was on top of the world again, and could bend it to her will. Then, reality broke her down once more, and I couldn’t think of a single thing I could say to help her.

I wanted her back. I wanted the Elissa I had just met to be a part of her life again. She was so happy and proud. The Ashes may not have killed her body, but they killed her spirit, her heart just wasn’t in it anymore. She lived day to day as a shell of whom she once was. A shell of Elissa White. She was just… ‘Liz.’

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 28/09/2026

#AwesomeCharacters You’d probably guess the usual cookies and milk for Jane, but if we wanted to dig deeper into her character… I’d say a creamy blood orange tart. Silky smooth but with some bite to it, having a complex flavor both sweet and tangy. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts

Creamy blood orange tart from above. Scattered ingredients around it. Two pieces cut out of it but not yet removed.

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Nicole R. @sainiku.northsky.social · 27/09/2026

My partner making me feel like a princess this morning, surprising me with milk and cookies. <3

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