[TURP] Everything Was Hazy by Cant-Sleep-Love, literature
Literature
[TURP] Everything Was Hazy
[EVERYTHING WAS HAZY] | +1 WIT, +2 SPD, +2 AGL, +1% Influence | 1 Small Scar Pack 2308 words I was challenged to write a prompt/quest in 2nd person, so here it is. I promise the rest of my work will not be 2nd person haha. The city bustles with its usual excitement. The stench of industry wafts through the air; a unique mix of urine, food with unknown ingredients, and damp, overwalked stone. You keep your chin up, placing each paw carefully as you wind your way through the crowds. This city disgusts you, frankly, but certain wares can only be bought and sold in certain places, so such trips must be made. “Zillah! Well ain’t it my fay-vore-eet patron! What brings ya out the woods and into yer favorite city?” “Favorite patron? I’m certain you say that to everyone,” You smirk, pinning your ears at a dog to get him out of your way as you approach Dave, who shrugs in response, “No matter. Someone told me you might be looking for certain… materials,” you reach back and use your teeth
Flintlock, a Rewrite by Cant-Sleep-Love, literature
Literature
Flintlock, a Rewrite
"Father, son, and the Holy Spirit… Amen" breath hazed up Alfred's glasses as he lifted his hand from the chest of one of his men. The snow was picking up, starting to cover the scattered tracks of the battle and creating sheets over the bodies scattered across the field. Climbing onto his horse, he surveyed the land, seeking any signs of life. A couple of horses wandered in the distance, their saddles crooked from their rider's fall, but it was otherwise quiet.
This was supposed to be a simple ambush to Alfred's troupe; sneak up on the supply wagon, kill the driver, and clean up nicely. A simple mistake by their scout lead to their dem
Hey! I bought these two from you a while ago, but I no longer need them. DO I have your permission to resell them? Or do you want them back for a refund? Zeyphr and Hinani