Cassandra Hase, author of the Wind is High
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Cassandra Hase, author of the Wind is High
@cassandrahase.bsky.social
Writer, bird-watcher, jack russel terrier supervisor, indie art director
Doing my best to lose myself in Arkansas

Come see me at
www.flythruthechaos.com
to read our novel the Wind is High.

Come see me at
www.gravend.net
to play our game Gravend
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I posted another chapter on my blog, flythruthechaos.com
I'm going to see how fast I can post chapters until the whole book is free to read. No ads, no monetization. Just a book, chapter by chapter.
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“I’ll help you get these boots off. You just nurse that arm.” Lissie felt Riley’s hands working at the laces of her boots. One was removed, then the other. Her feet were lifted off the floor, one by one. She felt herself turn as Riley laid her legs on the rough blanket.

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Welcome to a new week of #WIPSnips!

The word for December 15th is “blanket”

Which is an appropriate word for today for where I live given the extreme cold we’ve got moving through. Brrrr.

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December 15, 2025 at 1:43 PM
The flames reached out and Lissie closed her eyes against flaring sparks. She took a breath of smoke and realized, with shame, that she was still embodied.
Saminka spoke first. “It was ten years before I learned to do that. But it’s not riding. It doesn’t matter if she can’t control it.”
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The #WIPSnips word for December 13th is "control"

Also HAPPY CATURDAY. We haven't done one of these in a while, so feel free to add a picture of your furry or winged or scaled, etc., pets with your post!

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December 13, 2025 at 10:10 PM
He glanced back toward the nexus of storm clouds. A wall of dust prevented the plague victims from reaching the Nomads. The Problem Cases pushed against it, those behind smashed into the ones in front.
Lissie rose higher. Flames danced around her.

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The #WIPSnips word for December 12th is HULK SMASH.

Okay, it's just "smash" but I couldn't miss my opportunity.

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December 12, 2025 at 11:00 AM
Two men held each side of a wrench and did not speak as they slid the angled hole around the screw holding the water system in place.
Water spewed and hissed from the gap, bursting itself open. The pipe-fitter painted lead onto the threaded screw, shielding it with his body.

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December 10, 2025 at 11:20 AM
She placed a heel on the back of his hand, and stepped down hard. He screamed. She stepped harder, until she felt the resistance give way.
“Take this message in your hand back to Gavi.” She lifted her foot. She whispered in Maribelle’s ear, “Send the design team a bonus.”
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December 9, 2025 at 1:09 PM
On the fourth morning the air had fallen crisp. Clouds finally found their way to mar the sky, and there was a heavy grey fog over the Bandinette. Autumn was a month off yet, but Riley could smell it in the air, like brown grass. Beneath her boots the path felt dry and crunchy.
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December 8, 2025 at 11:33 AM
Gavin wanted to go home. He was sick of this city, and sick of L’Marc. He was mad at the driver. They had been all over, looking for this place, up and down the streets of Kalden. The driver was a fat and lazy man. Gavin hated him and everything else in this city.
His mouth hurt.

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December 4, 2025 at 11:33 AM
L’Marc turned his back to him. “By how much was your mother attempting to raise our passage fees?”
It cannot matter now, Gavin thought.
“She told me to try for twenty percent.”
L’Marc laughed. It was a reedy sound, ending in a wheeze. “I needed that."

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December 2, 2025 at 12:01 PM
Nikolai got to his feet. “This is your horse?”
“He actually belongs to the Llanarth Stable. That’s Riley’s family. We uh—” Lissie looked at Niko and then glanced away. “Borrowed him.”
“Borrowed?” Niko asked.
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Welcome to December and a new week of #WIPSnips!

The word for December 1st is "belong"

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December 1, 2025 at 11:34 AM
“If the numbers hold up, it’s one in twenty that become problem cases.” Dottie was reading from her clipboard.
“That’s still going to be two hundred from the guests we have,” said Lady Maribelle. They rounded the corner into the Gaoler’s Hall. “Have that sign changed to ‘Guest Bedrooms’.”
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November 30, 2025 at 2:43 PM
“Your primary directive during the interim is domestic. The Dragon demands his home remain stainless. Each house, each body, is to be systematically searched. Any exhibiting signs of infection, rash, tears, or madness, will be placed under home arrest and guarded day and night.”

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November 25, 2025 at 11:33 AM
Slowly, she pushed herself up with her hands. Her side throbbed, and her head felt like a snow globe. Every time she moved, stars burst before her. This camp was different. The grass was lush and sparkled under the torchlight.
Cora let out a cry, "Riley! Careful!"

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The #WIPSnips word for November 23rd is "global"

And let me just take a moment to say that I love how global our little community is here!

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November 23, 2025 at 11:36 AM
Lissie fell once on the walk. She kept her arm from hitting the ground and fell on her face instead. She rolled over and said, “Aren’t you going to help me up?"
His hands twitched and curled into fists. His bulk was massive. His crystalline eyes stared into her, waiting.
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November 22, 2025 at 11:36 AM
Riley felt desperately thirsty. And starving. "Do you have any water? Food?"
"Lissie's been feeding you, and it was hard to get you to swallow. They are going to want to have a feast now that you're awake." Cora led her another direction, toward a huge tent.

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November 21, 2025 at 11:31 AM
"I remember your father carried a claymore.” The man looked away, “But he had a different frame.”
“Well, he carried a claymore in battle—.”
Montegue interrupted him. “He always carried a claymore. I made the one for court special. Beautiful thing, that. Does he still have it?”
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November 20, 2025 at 11:12 AM
If you see this, post your getaway vehicle
November 19, 2025 at 11:01 AM
Riley scowled and replied, "Puppies have the sharpest teeth. Who are you?"
"Alexander Zarnovsky Endrindel MacKintosh the third, Bard and Tinkerer of the Ellium Company, though perhaps, not at the moment."

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November 19, 2025 at 10:52 AM
Riley squared her shoulders and continued. “The screaming came next. People were ranting, running from the medicine, running from their families. None of it made any sense."
"The woman said that after the fear drove people out of their homes, they started acting possessed."

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November 16, 2025 at 11:35 AM
We are getting into the thick of it now. Riley is learning to face the consequences of her own reckless behavior. No one looks at her the same as they did yesterday, but the worst judge is always herself.

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November 15, 2025 at 9:45 PM
Lissie checked the clipboard, and her heart sank when she read ‘Emma May’. Lissie had pushed for her to receive the cure ahead of the worst symptoms, but she progressed quickly. Cora had argued with her mother, but there was no logic in the request. Only memories.
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November 15, 2025 at 11:34 AM
The man slapped his knee, “You’re General Ziggy’s boy?”  Montegue’s eyes searched him up and down.  “Your ma must have been a twig.”

“Will you make me a sword, then?”  Gavin’s chest beat to the sound of the hammers.

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The Wind is High – Chapter 18 – Fly Thru the Chaos
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November 13, 2025 at 11:51 PM
Lissie went to work building a fire.
Niko approached. “The soldiers wanted to kill you.” He said it with no inflection. “I stopped them. The others are scared. They did not want to tell you what happened as you slept.”

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November 13, 2025 at 11:34 AM
Riley swung in an upward arc. She felt her blade score the boy. His trousers tore, then his skinny gut and chest.  A red line welled from his left hip upwards. He screamed.
  
"First blood," Riley said automatically, as though she was on the training sands.

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The Wind is High – Chapter 17 – Fly Thru the Chaos
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November 12, 2025 at 11:07 PM
Gavin noticed a spot of mud. He was sure it was what Finnegan was looking at. He twisted his feet to the sides.
Finnegan bent at the waist and through the man’s shirt, Gavin saw a painful curvature to the man’s spine.
He has no room to judge me for spots on my shoes.

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November 12, 2025 at 10:32 AM
Riley proffered the fork in front of her face. Lissie took it. She ate, squawking ringing in her ears. By the last bite, she could see through the chicken’s eyes, and felt hard hands around her own feathered throat. She swallowed, and felt her neck snap.

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The #WIPSnips word for November 11th is "burger"

Don't have a burger? Just show us another culinary delight from your WIP!

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November 11, 2025 at 11:35 AM