I lost my block of writing time today, which means that there’s not going to be a chapter today. I’ll see if I can do a short bonus chapter later. I’m moving soon, so I’m living in a jungle of boxes at the moment. It’s hard to write like this, but the good news is I just finished a big project so once that burn out clears up, I should be back to this.
She didn’t immediately return home after her reunion with Ellie. Shreya took her time, stopping by a forest pond and splashing water on her face to renew her clarity.
As much as she was reluctant to admit it, she recognized the points in Ellie’s arguments. It wasn’t like Shreya had much of a reason to disagree with her assessments. If her death would lead to protecting the greater community, then the Elders would offer her head on a pike.
While she should have been rejoicing, it was difficult for Shreya to do so in the face of everything. After her moment with Ellie was finished, she’d be heading back to her home and, eventually, to the foxes’ mercy. The Elders hadn’t fully decided on what they’d do with her, but Shreya knew in her heart that they’d sacrifice her to save the rest.
Time was fleeting. There were still words that needed to be said.
Sorry, I must delay the chapter. I’m going to see if I have time to finish it before the end of this week. If not, then it’ll have to be here on Tuesday.
I have a preview link for the first 1000-ish words of Chapter 57 over here if you’re dying to read it. I’ve been struggling with chapters lately. I might be burning out a bit. I’m not as fast as I used to be and I’m feeling the pressure.
Thanks for your understanding,
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I don’t want to accidentally blow up this site by strong-arming things myself, so haaalp. Also, if you have any bug reports, send them my way.
Was hate to blame for the thrumming in her chest? Was it hate that drove her to pull her closer until there was nary a space between them? Had it not been for their clothes, she was sure Shreya would feel her heartbeat. The pain that had once been accompanied by its thudding had lifted, a familiar warmth filling her.
You hate her, Elspeth reminded herself. She’d intended her proof to be shown in a single decisive kiss, but her greed and loneliness had reared up in tandem. She wanted to ride the spark she finally felt. So be it if her enemy was at the core of it.
The thought of playing dead crossed her mind. She imagined the look of horror on everybody’s faces when they finally opened the trunk to discover she’d ran out of oxygen. That was why on the journey over to the woods, she didn’t fuss or kick against the trunk. Elspeth played as a silent, although seemingly willing, passenger.
There were ample opportunities in which she could’ve screamed to be let out. For whatever reason, Zinnia and Sunflower had cut a path through the town. Elspeth had to listen to the going-ons of the passerbys on the street. None of them had any awareness of their errors being kidnapped. The whole thing was comical, really, and she would’ve laughed if she didn’t care about being discovered.
She didn’t care when her mother told her off about the social, nor did she care when her mother hugged her for making an effort to connect. When she talked to her aunt, the same thing happened. An un-feeling. Disinterest steeped in the emptiness of her hollow chamber.
At first, it vexed her. Shouldn’t a kiss, a dance, a minor bit of flirtation drum up something in her? Had her violet-colored heart drained of its color? Girls that should’ve made her weak at the knees did nothing for her. They were pretty, in a detached, clinical sense. Objectively pretty, objectively meeting her standards, but, subjectively, they lacked hooks.
No intrigue. Nothing to invite her curiosity. They turned out to be bland; every last one of them had been a waste of her time. Elspeth deserved better than that. She needed someone who could ignite something in her, someone who could burn a fire so hot that its smoke would overtake everything else.
Someone normal, someone who wasn’t her mortal enemy.
Sorry, folks. I’ve got some deadlines for work that I have to hit, which made me behind with the latest chapter. I don’t want to slap together something that I won’t be happy with, so the chapter will have to come out next Tuesday.
So… I’m going to use this post for something that I see a lot of webcomic artists do, and that’s a questions & answers session. You can leave a comment here with questions for me or one of the characters. Leave as many questions as you’d like and I’l have some answers up before the next chapter goes out.
Who knows…maybe one of your questions will inspire a Bonus/Interlude chapter? :O
Note: I won’t answer things that will be spoiler-heavy.
Thanks and sorry for the delay, all.