Charlotte Clutterbuck
@wordfinch.bsky.social
Writer, editor, wife, mother, grandmother, birdwatcher, star-watcher, kayaker, on a mission to keep stuff out of landfill.
My stone-age novel, 'Twin Stars' on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com.au/Twin-Stars-Gannet-Quartet-Book-ebook/dp/B0CCT7VLD9
My stone-age novel, 'Twin Stars' on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com.au/Twin-Stars-Gannet-Quartet-Book-ebook/dp/B0CCT7VLD9
‘Sulaire! I’m coming!’
Ruad leaped into a slithering run down the wet slope, bounding from tussock to tussock, placing his feet with care so that each landing launched him safely into the next leap.
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Ruad leaped into a slithering run down the wet slope, bounding from tussock to tussock, placing his feet with care so that each landing launched him safely into the next leap.
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November 28, 2025 at 10:41 PM
‘Sulaire! I’m coming!’
Ruad leaped into a slithering run down the wet slope, bounding from tussock to tussock, placing his feet with care so that each landing launched him safely into the next leap.
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Ruad leaped into a slithering run down the wet slope, bounding from tussock to tussock, placing his feet with care so that each landing launched him safely into the next leap.
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Reposted by Charlotte Clutterbuck
November 28, 2025 at 8:33 AM
“A the dawn of time, there were Twins, the boy Speir, and the girl Seren. Seren knew every blade of grass by the stream, and every flower on the heath, and every leaf in the forest. And Speir was the best hunter in the world, except for Ullr, the God of the Hunt.”
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#NovemberWorldbuilders
I feel like we have been building to this one! The big, world changing event: the disappearance of the dragons!
As far as most of the world knows, they all just vanished one day. Having withdrawn from humanity before this point, they were not seen often, so it took time 🧵
I feel like we have been building to this one! The big, world changing event: the disappearance of the dragons!
As far as most of the world knows, they all just vanished one day. Having withdrawn from humanity before this point, they were not seen often, so it took time 🧵
Greetings, #NovemberWorldbuilders. Tell me about a legendary event that happened in your world's history. Perhaps a terrific cataclysm, or maybe something good like the growth of an amazing tree or the greatest rock concert ever. Something that the storytellers in your world love to sing about.
November 28, 2025 at 10:37 PM
“A the dawn of time, there were Twins, the boy Speir, and the girl Seren. Seren knew every blade of grass by the stream, and every flower on the heath, and every leaf in the forest. And Speir was the best hunter in the world, except for Ullr, the God of the Hunt.”
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Bhòid stood at the head of the cairn looking out over the sea. The stones placed over her were so cold, so hard, the wind piercing through them.
'We were together,' his heart cried, 'from before our mother’s womb, like Seren and Speir, the Sky Twins, from the dawn of time.
#NovemberWorldbuilders
'We were together,' his heart cried, 'from before our mother’s womb, like Seren and Speir, the Sky Twins, from the dawn of time.
#NovemberWorldbuilders
#NovemberWorldbuilders
I feel like we have been building to this one! The big, world changing event: the disappearance of the dragons!
As far as most of the world knows, they all just vanished one day. Having withdrawn from humanity before this point, they were not seen often, so it took time 🧵
I feel like we have been building to this one! The big, world changing event: the disappearance of the dragons!
As far as most of the world knows, they all just vanished one day. Having withdrawn from humanity before this point, they were not seen often, so it took time 🧵
Greetings, #NovemberWorldbuilders. Tell me about a legendary event that happened in your world's history. Perhaps a terrific cataclysm, or maybe something good like the growth of an amazing tree or the greatest rock concert ever. Something that the storytellers in your world love to sing about.
November 28, 2025 at 10:34 PM
Bhòid stood at the head of the cairn looking out over the sea. The stones placed over her were so cold, so hard, the wind piercing through them.
'We were together,' his heart cried, 'from before our mother’s womb, like Seren and Speir, the Sky Twins, from the dawn of time.
#NovemberWorldbuilders
'We were together,' his heart cried, 'from before our mother’s womb, like Seren and Speir, the Sky Twins, from the dawn of time.
#NovemberWorldbuilders
Hello out there. Is anyone else currently writing books set in the stone age?
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November 28, 2025 at 4:58 AM
Hello out there. Is anyone else currently writing books set in the stone age?
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‘Mostly, birth-shock makes the baby gasp and breathe. If not, slap its bottom. Suck the muck from its nose and breathe the life in, very gently. When I had the wasting fever, you dealt with the mess and the pain. There’s no other man I’d ask.’
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#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
🧹 EARLY MAGIC 🧹
Frenemies take on high school, witchcraft, and daemons–both personal and magical.
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Frenemies take on high school, witchcraft, and daemons–both personal and magical.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips #Q #F #YA #AmQuerying #witch
November 27, 2025 at 10:52 PM
‘Mostly, birth-shock makes the baby gasp and breathe. If not, slap its bottom. Suck the muck from its nose and breathe the life in, very gently. When I had the wasting fever, you dealt with the mess and the pain. There’s no other man I’d ask.’
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
A sly character?
'I lack the skill,’ Leukos said, ‘to draw my mind's image clean on the bone.’
Volpo fingered the lines of an adder. 'They have a rough beauty, your images.’
Bhòid heard something taut in Volpo’s silky voice, like a line with a fish on the end of it.
#NovemberWorldbuilder
'I lack the skill,’ Leukos said, ‘to draw my mind's image clean on the bone.’
Volpo fingered the lines of an adder. 'They have a rough beauty, your images.’
Bhòid heard something taut in Volpo’s silky voice, like a line with a fish on the end of it.
#NovemberWorldbuilder
26. This is more relavent to the north, but Lumivuora exists because their founder preached the gods had abandoned them. This led, to put it mildly, to some shit. Oh, and their queen is supposedly immortal and there are no men at all. The usual. #NovemberWorldbuilders #writingcommunity #writesky
#NovemberWorldbuilders Heya, friends! In your fictional world, are there any lies or conspiracy theories (or maybe just incorrect beliefs) about a historical event? Is the government of your (fictional) world hiding anything? Please keep it fictional! No real-world stuff here, please!
November 26, 2025 at 10:59 PM
A sly character?
'I lack the skill,’ Leukos said, ‘to draw my mind's image clean on the bone.’
Volpo fingered the lines of an adder. 'They have a rough beauty, your images.’
Bhòid heard something taut in Volpo’s silky voice, like a line with a fish on the end of it.
#NovemberWorldbuilder
'I lack the skill,’ Leukos said, ‘to draw my mind's image clean on the bone.’
Volpo fingered the lines of an adder. 'They have a rough beauty, your images.’
Bhòid heard something taut in Volpo’s silky voice, like a line with a fish on the end of it.
#NovemberWorldbuilder
I'd say The Secret Garden, but others will think of that. How about Mary Grant Bruce's Billabong books with a great sense of rural Australia in early C20, great books of their time.
,#Bookvember #writingcommunity #writesky
,#Bookvember #writingcommunity #writesky
26. For this one, I have to go with Mansfield Park, which is actually my favorite Austen for this reason. The comparison of country and city, the way locations reveal so much about character and drive the plot foward, is what I love so much about it. #Bookvember #writingcommunity #writesky
Welcome to #Bookvember Day 26!
Follow the directions on the prompt card and discuss the tropes we love and hate.
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Follow the directions on the prompt card and discuss the tropes we love and hate.
#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
November 26, 2025 at 10:46 PM
I'd say The Secret Garden, but others will think of that. How about Mary Grant Bruce's Billabong books with a great sense of rural Australia in early C20, great books of their time.
,#Bookvember #writingcommunity #writesky
,#Bookvember #writingcommunity #writesky
Bracing herself, Sulaire placed her foot under Sagart’s armpit, grasped her wrist with both hands, and pulled. Sagart screamed in rage and pain, but Sulaire pulled harder, heard a grating sound, felt the shoulder go back into its socket.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
🧹 EARLY MAGIC 🧹
Frenemies take on high school, witchcraft, and daemons–both personal and magical.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips #Q #F #YA #AmQuerying #witch
Frenemies take on high school, witchcraft, and daemons–both personal and magical.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips #Q #F #YA #AmQuerying #witch
November 26, 2025 at 10:41 PM
Bracing herself, Sulaire placed her foot under Sagart’s armpit, grasped her wrist with both hands, and pulled. Sagart screamed in rage and pain, but Sulaire pulled harder, heard a grating sound, felt the shoulder go back into its socket.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
The 'Custom', perhaps:
‘You’re closer to the Goddess than Sagart is. Surely the gods don’t care about rank, or even the Custom. They care about the heart. Sagart might stop you making the ceremonies, but she can’t take away your healing power.’
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‘You’re closer to the Goddess than Sagart is. Surely the gods don’t care about rank, or even the Custom. They care about the heart. Sagart might stop you making the ceremonies, but she can’t take away your healing power.’
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November 25th – system
#AnthropomorphicNovel, today!
Ray is having a bad day.
cw: fire, death
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#AnthropomorphicNovel, today!
Ray is having a bad day.
cw: fire, death
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
November 25, 2025 at 10:33 PM
The 'Custom', perhaps:
‘You’re closer to the Goddess than Sagart is. Surely the gods don’t care about rank, or even the Custom. They care about the heart. Sagart might stop you making the ceremonies, but she can’t take away your healing power.’
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
‘You’re closer to the Goddess than Sagart is. Surely the gods don’t care about rank, or even the Custom. They care about the heart. Sagart might stop you making the ceremonies, but she can’t take away your healing power.’
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Kent from 'King Lear'. Honest, blunt, faithful, even if Lear doesn't listen. Plus he has my favourite insult to Oswald: 'thou whoreson zed, thou unnecessary letter!'
#Bookvember 25
#Bookvember 25
#Bookvember 25
Gotta shout out my guy Haymitch from THE HUNGER GAMES ❤️
Yes, he is a pretty shitty mentor for Katniss & Peeta. But he's also quite a good mentor in a lot of ways too, especially considering his massive trauma & alcoholism. He definitely had some influence on my grouchy Icozoue 🖤🖤🖤
Gotta shout out my guy Haymitch from THE HUNGER GAMES ❤️
Yes, he is a pretty shitty mentor for Katniss & Peeta. But he's also quite a good mentor in a lot of ways too, especially considering his massive trauma & alcoholism. He definitely had some influence on my grouchy Icozoue 🖤🖤🖤
Welcome to #Bookvember Day 25!
Follow the directions on the prompt card and discuss the tropes we love and hate.
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Follow the directions on the prompt card and discuss the tropes we love and hate.
#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
November 25, 2025 at 10:27 PM
Kent from 'King Lear'. Honest, blunt, faithful, even if Lear doesn't listen. Plus he has my favourite insult to Oswald: 'thou whoreson zed, thou unnecessary letter!'
#Bookvember 25
#Bookvember 25
I must imagine Mesolithic skirmishes:
‘We yowled like devils and pelted them with slingstones, and they ran as if we were the hammers of Perkwunos. Tonight they’ll tell their friends they escaped from an island haunted by giant bird-ghosts and trees that throw stones.’
#NovemberWorldbuilders 25
‘We yowled like devils and pelted them with slingstones, and they ran as if we were the hammers of Perkwunos. Tonight they’ll tell their friends they escaped from an island haunted by giant bird-ghosts and trees that throw stones.’
#NovemberWorldbuilders 25
#NovemberWorldbuilders 25
About 1200 years before my main story, The War of the Dragons took place in which a Northern King, Anahkten, murdered his co-monarch Eraaksis & set off a conflict between the northern clans that eventually escalated to other regions of Atalantis. To boost his legitimacy,🧵
About 1200 years before my main story, The War of the Dragons took place in which a Northern King, Anahkten, murdered his co-monarch Eraaksis & set off a conflict between the northern clans that eventually escalated to other regions of Atalantis. To boost his legitimacy,🧵
#NovemberWorldbuilders Does your fictional world have any wars in its history that are now over? What was the conflict about? What were the repercussions of it?
November 25, 2025 at 10:25 PM
I must imagine Mesolithic skirmishes:
‘We yowled like devils and pelted them with slingstones, and they ran as if we were the hammers of Perkwunos. Tonight they’ll tell their friends they escaped from an island haunted by giant bird-ghosts and trees that throw stones.’
#NovemberWorldbuilders 25
‘We yowled like devils and pelted them with slingstones, and they ran as if we were the hammers of Perkwunos. Tonight they’ll tell their friends they escaped from an island haunted by giant bird-ghosts and trees that throw stones.’
#NovemberWorldbuilders 25
‘We don’t know anything about Leukos,’ Ruad protested. ‘We should leave him to die.’
‘Too late,’ Bhòid said. ‘We’ve given him his life. We may not take it back.’
‘Sulaire?’ asked Ruad.
‘I’ve started his healing. He’s one of us now.’
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‘Too late,’ Bhòid said. ‘We’ve given him his life. We may not take it back.’
‘Sulaire?’ asked Ruad.
‘I’ve started his healing. He’s one of us now.’
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Welcome to a new week of #WIPSnips!
The word for November 24th is "debut"
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The word for November 24th is "debut"
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November 24, 2025 at 11:01 PM
‘We don’t know anything about Leukos,’ Ruad protested. ‘We should leave him to die.’
‘Too late,’ Bhòid said. ‘We’ve given him his life. We may not take it back.’
‘Sulaire?’ asked Ruad.
‘I’ve started his healing. He’s one of us now.’
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
‘Too late,’ Bhòid said. ‘We’ve given him his life. We may not take it back.’
‘Sulaire?’ asked Ruad.
‘I’ve started his healing. He’s one of us now.’
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
In 'Middlemarch' the feckless Fred Vincy helps Caleb Garth in surveying for the railway line, gets hot and dirty, and realises that this is what he wants to do instead of taking the 'gentlemany' path of being a token clergyman.
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#Bookvember #BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
Welcome to #Bookvember Day 24!
Follow the directions on the prompt card and discuss the tropes we love and hate.
#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
Follow the directions on the prompt card and discuss the tropes we love and hate.
#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
November 24, 2025 at 10:54 PM
In 'Middlemarch' the feckless Fred Vincy helps Caleb Garth in surveying for the railway line, gets hot and dirty, and realises that this is what he wants to do instead of taking the 'gentlemany' path of being a token clergyman.
#Bookvember #BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
#Bookvember #BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
I have a problem: no documented mesolithic events or characters. But Ruad travels to the east (modern Hungary):
As soon as his strength returned, he joined in the work, tending Menn’s plot of the strange einkorn grain that made a sweeter, softer porridge than hazelnuts.
#NovemberWorldbuilders
As soon as his strength returned, he joined in the work, tending Menn’s plot of the strange einkorn grain that made a sweeter, softer porridge than hazelnuts.
#NovemberWorldbuilders
#NovemberWorldbuilders Let's talk about how the world's history directly impacts your main character (or some other important character in the world you're developing). Do they have an important ancestor? Was there a specific event, say a war or diaspora, that impacted their current life?
November 24, 2025 at 10:50 PM
I have a problem: no documented mesolithic events or characters. But Ruad travels to the east (modern Hungary):
As soon as his strength returned, he joined in the work, tending Menn’s plot of the strange einkorn grain that made a sweeter, softer porridge than hazelnuts.
#NovemberWorldbuilders
As soon as his strength returned, he joined in the work, tending Menn’s plot of the strange einkorn grain that made a sweeter, softer porridge than hazelnuts.
#NovemberWorldbuilders
My lot have trouble seeing beyond the English Channel:
Leukos said ‘I come from far to the south of this land––beyond the hills and valleys and the great channel. I crossed from the Land-beyond-the-Water with my father.’
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Leukos said ‘I come from far to the south of this land––beyond the hills and valleys and the great channel. I crossed from the Land-beyond-the-Water with my father.’
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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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And let me just take a moment to say that I love how global our little community is here!
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
November 23, 2025 at 10:29 PM
My lot have trouble seeing beyond the English Channel:
Leukos said ‘I come from far to the south of this land––beyond the hills and valleys and the great channel. I crossed from the Land-beyond-the-Water with my father.’
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Leukos said ‘I come from far to the south of this land––beyond the hills and valleys and the great channel. I crossed from the Land-beyond-the-Water with my father.’
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
The True Story of the Three Little Pigs, by JonScieszka. The wolf has such a Damon Runyon voice!
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# Bookvember #BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
November 23, 2025 at 10:24 PM
The True Story of the Three Little Pigs, by JonScieszka. The wolf has such a Damon Runyon voice!
www.penguin.com.au/books/the-tr...
# Bookvember #BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
www.penguin.com.au/books/the-tr...
# Bookvember #BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
The closest I come is gold.
Parsa turned the pebble in his hand––small, rounded beads of hard, white, river-pebbles stuck into something yellowish ––hard and shiny, glinting in the sunlight––as if one pebble had mated with another.
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Parsa turned the pebble in his hand––small, rounded beads of hard, white, river-pebbles stuck into something yellowish ––hard and shiny, glinting in the sunlight––as if one pebble had mated with another.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
November 23, 2025 at 4:02 AM
The closest I come is gold.
Parsa turned the pebble in his hand––small, rounded beads of hard, white, river-pebbles stuck into something yellowish ––hard and shiny, glinting in the sunlight––as if one pebble had mated with another.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
Parsa turned the pebble in his hand––small, rounded beads of hard, white, river-pebbles stuck into something yellowish ––hard and shiny, glinting in the sunlight––as if one pebble had mated with another.
#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
I would say for fiction, Rosemary Sutcliff's 'The Lantern Bearers' because Aquila has such a long and difficult battle to recover from trauma.
Non-fiction: Clive Oppenheimer's amazing journeys in 'Mountains of Fire'. Spiritual, scientific, human!
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Non-fiction: Clive Oppenheimer's amazing journeys in 'Mountains of Fire'. Spiritual, scientific, human!
#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
Welcome to #Bookvember Day 22!
Follow the directions on the prompt card and discuss the tropes we love and hate.
#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
Follow the directions on the prompt card and discuss the tropes we love and hate.
#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
November 23, 2025 at 3:53 AM
I would say for fiction, Rosemary Sutcliff's 'The Lantern Bearers' because Aquila has such a long and difficult battle to recover from trauma.
Non-fiction: Clive Oppenheimer's amazing journeys in 'Mountains of Fire'. Spiritual, scientific, human!
#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
Non-fiction: Clive Oppenheimer's amazing journeys in 'Mountains of Fire'. Spiritual, scientific, human!
#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
Thank you for remembering her birthday!
“Hold up your head! You were not made for failure, you were made for victory. Go forward with a joyful confidence.” ― George Eliot 📚💙
Remembering the birthday of George Eliot aka Mary Ann Evans, English novelist, journalist, and translator - www.bbc.co.uk/history/hist...
#writers #quotes
Remembering the birthday of George Eliot aka Mary Ann Evans, English novelist, journalist, and translator - www.bbc.co.uk/history/hist...
#writers #quotes
November 23, 2025 at 3:50 AM
Thank you for remembering her birthday!
Cactoblastus! I have 3 lemons on my tree. My cumquats didn't flower at all. The Seville Orange crop looks paltry, and five of the eight lime fruit have just fallen off! Is it me? Aren't there enough bees? I practically tuck my citrus trees into bed for the night!
Photo from the best smelling place in the yard right now 🌴🌱🍊
November 21, 2025 at 10:35 PM
Cactoblastus! I have 3 lemons on my tree. My cumquats didn't flower at all. The Seville Orange crop looks paltry, and five of the eight lime fruit have just fallen off! Is it me? Aren't there enough bees? I practically tuck my citrus trees into bed for the night!
I can't read or watch horror. I think a feral fear of the looming danger. I hated playing hide-and-seek as a child.
Welcome to #Bookvember Day 21!
Follow the directions on the prompt card and explore the many genres readers love.
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Follow the directions on the prompt card and explore the many genres readers love.
#BookSky #WriteSky #Books #Authors #WritingCommunity
November 21, 2025 at 10:33 PM
I can't read or watch horror. I think a feral fear of the looming danger. I hated playing hide-and-seek as a child.
Faster than thought, Ruad raced to the edge of the tarn and picked his way between the woven branches of the dam until he reached Sulaire. She clung to a spindly branch, stretching one arm towards the bubbles rising from where Parsa had sunk.
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#WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
November 21, 2025 at 10:31 PM
Faster than thought, Ruad raced to the edge of the tarn and picked his way between the woven branches of the dam until he reached Sulaire. She clung to a spindly branch, stretching one arm towards the bubbles rising from where Parsa had sunk.
#WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
#WIPsnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
‘When you came to Eilean, I wondered if you were dangerous. I could’ve killed you, but you were injured and Caraid and I looked after you.’
‘Why?’
‘Because two was better than one. Because I was half mad with loneliness. But mostly because that was what Sulaire would’ve done.’\
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‘Why?’
‘Because two was better than one. Because I was half mad with loneliness. But mostly because that was what Sulaire would’ve done.’\
#WIPsnips
November 20, 2025 at 11:24 PM
‘When you came to Eilean, I wondered if you were dangerous. I could’ve killed you, but you were injured and Caraid and I looked after you.’
‘Why?’
‘Because two was better than one. Because I was half mad with loneliness. But mostly because that was what Sulaire would’ve done.’\
#WIPsnips
‘Why?’
‘Because two was better than one. Because I was half mad with loneliness. But mostly because that was what Sulaire would’ve done.’\
#WIPsnips
Reposted by Charlotte Clutterbuck
November 20, 2025 at 8:33 AM