Not a whole lot to share this week. I had a few good writing days, I have the draft over 66k and I enjoy writing it, I just haven’t had much of a drive for it, or any of my wips. I got derailed with some personal things and a few migraines and I am still trying to get my rhythm back.
Sometimes I think writing slowly helps me, so hopefully I’ll look back once I get going again and really love what I’ve been pecking away at this past few weeks.
A little snippet of Zuriel losing himself in Aila’s presence:
When they both stood on the stones that made up the surface of the island, Aila quickly walked to the edge and examined the small space. He watched her with a smile. She had absolutely lit up when he’d told her Pyre was happy to let her work her magic on the island. Aaron felt almost as excited to watch her. There was always a slight twinge of longing at the sight of nymph magic, his own magic that he couldn’t access, but mostly it was just beautiful to watch her as she shifted between the links, each element dancing across her flesh as she worked.
It was still strange that every change still looked very much like her, even when linked to the Tera which made her a little larger in form.
Even when her eyes changed color, they were still her eyes in a way he couldn’t quite explain.
“Zuriel?”
Aaron shook his head and realized Aila had been speaking, and he hadn’t heard. “Sorry, I spaced out. What was that?”
With the soft breath of a laugh, she shook her head. “I was asking if you recognized any of these.”
