The other wayfarers were eyeing Gwin, all of them shameless about it. Not just because he was the only Avian waiting in the mayor's antechamber, but because he was a Red Markison. There were over a hundred races of Avian across the world, with far more visual distinctions than human races. Dramatic differences in crests,... Continue Reading →
Muse Tuesday – Some Kind of Bow | Rainwater Archaic
Hi there, and welcome to my first Muse Tuesday, a series of practice scenes from my WIP's, and my favorite canons, just for practice. Now, I know Workshop Wednesdays would technically be a better fit for these scenes, but I want a dedicated place to explore characters and dialogue, separate from Wednesday, where I focus on descriptions.... Continue Reading →
Inktrap 