Fantasy Indies March prompts by @ChesneyInfalt & @LydiaVRussell
1. Introduce yourself & WIP with emojis
2. Characters’ guilty pleasures
3. Lies or rumors in WIP
4. Do your characters believe in luck or fate?
5. Risks in WIP
6. Free Friday or post some good fortune
7. Saturday Snippet
8. Characters’ Phobias
9. Would your characters fight their fate or embrace it?
10. Superstitions in WIP
11. Flash fiction with the word “fate”
12. Humor in WIP or share a bookish joke
13. Free Friday or How many WIPs do you work on at once?
14. Saturday Snippet
15. Characters’ Quirks
16. Would your MC rather fix a past mistake or get a glimpse into their future?
17. Surprising fact about your MC
18. Prophecy in WIP
19. Which character has the worst luck?
20. Free Friday or share your favourite authors
21. Saturday Snippet
22. Crazy moment in WIP
23. Last, Current, & Next Reads
24. Do your characters have a lucky object?
25. Compromises in WIP
26. WIP Aesthetic board
27. Free Friday or Classic books you recommend
28. Saturday Snippet
29. WIP magic system
30. Characters’ accomplishments
31. Monthly Wrap-Up
Text reads:
He released her and was silent for a while. “I didn’t mean to frighten you, Rose. I’m not angry with you; I’m angry that you were hurt because of me.”
She opened her mouth to protest, but he put a finger to her lips. “Don’t ask me not to blame myself, and don’t say your injuries are nothing.” She closed her mouth and nodded silently, and he withdrew his finger. “I’ll call for a doctor to examine you. Be truthful with her and do as she tells you.”
“Please don’t trouble yourself, master,” she said. “I’m fine.”
“That,” he replied sharply. “That is what you mustn’t do when the doctor asks you how you feel.”
She hung her head, embarrassed and unused to being the center of attention. Slaves served their masters, not the other way around. “Please, master,” she said softly. “I’m only a briatuna.”
“Even so,” he replied, “you’re worth a great deal to me, Rose.”
She took a breath, her confusion clearing. Of course he wouldn’t want such a valuable asset as herself to be harmed or damaged.
“Forgive me, master,” she murmured. “I didn’t mean to question you.”
Unexpectedly, she felt his hand atop her head. He began to pet her hair, as one might do with a frightened animal. “Did Gallio anger easily?” he asked her gently.
“Yes, master.” She swallowed back the memories of her first year with him, traveling south to Caegis to live in his home, being punished when she wasn’t learning Enerian fast enough for his liking.
He interrupted her thoughts with another question. “I see you aren’t wearing your new sandals. Do they not fit well?”
Rose flushed. “No, master, they do!” she assured him. “I just – I forgot about them.”
He chuckled, patting her head. “I told Camilia to get a few more venusti for you. Is there anything else you need?”
She shook her head. “No, master.”
“Well, if you ever do, ask Camilia.”
“I will, master.”
“Good. Now go back to your room and rest until the doctor arrives. Don’t argue,” he added, and she blushed.
“Yes, master.”
#FantasyIndiesMarch // Day 21
Here's an extra-long #SaturdaySnippet, from Rose's POV
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