Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 (edited) Β hi guys! so this is a sketch I did that maybe turned into not a sketch anymore..idk, but I enjoyed making it Β Edited November 17, 2023 by Part Of The Narrative 7 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ancient Elantrian Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 2 minutes ago, Part Of The Narrative said: Β hi guys! so this is a sketch I did that maybe turned into not a sketch anymore..idk, but I enjoyed making it 873A135C-8A0B-439F-9A2B-961597839EDF.heic 1.6 MBΒ Β·Β 1 download Oooooooooooooooo Β 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Wandering Wizard he/him Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 3 minutes ago, Part Of The Narrative said: Β hi guys! so this is a sketch I did that maybe turned into not a sketch anymore..idk, but I enjoyed making it 873A135C-8A0B-439F-9A2B-961597839EDF.heic 1.6 MBΒ Β·Β 1 download Lightweaver? What's her name?Β It's a very very good drawing Narrator!! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 17, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 1 minute ago, Ancient Elantrian said: Oooooooooooooooo Β hehe Just now, The Wandering Wizard said: Lightweaver? What's her name?Β It's a very very good drawing Narrator!! hmmm I didn't think of a name yet. any ideas? thanks! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Wandering Wizard he/him Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 1 minute ago, Part Of The Narrative said: hehe hmmm I didn't think of a name yet. any ideas? thanks! Emma Hmmmm Amira? ( @Lotus BlossomΒ ) 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ancient Elantrian Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 3 minutes ago, Part Of The Narrative said: hehe hmmm I didn't think of a name yet. any ideas? thanks! Name name name.... Lilith? Enya? Silver? Crystal? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shortcake thr/eat Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 19 minutes ago, Part Of The Narrative said: Β hi guys! so this is a sketch I did that maybe turned into not a sketch anymore..idk, but I enjoyed making it 873A135C-8A0B-439F-9A2B-961597839EDF.heic 1.6 MBΒ Β·Β 1 download *screaming* I LOVE YOUR ART STYLE!!!!!!! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 17, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 1 hour ago, shortcake said: *screaming* I LOVE YOUR ART STYLE!!!!!!! awww thank you *blushes* 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 17, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 3 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said: Name name name.... Lilith? Enya? Silver? Crystal? Ooo I like Enya, thanks! wanna be my shardbuddie? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 whoa- i've been summoned by wiz to point out that amyra would be a very very good name but also YOU'RE SO GOOD A DRAWING WHAT IT'S Β STUNNING Β 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 Isn't she though????!!!! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Sibling she/her Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 Woah! That's really good! I love the style, and the swords!!!!!! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J. Magi she/her Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 That's beautiful!! I really like the face! I love seeing more artists on the Shard! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ancient Elantrian Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan Posted November 17, 2023 Report Share Posted November 17, 2023 7 hours ago, Part Of The Narrative said: Ooo I like Enya, thanks! wanna be my shardbuddie? οΌ³οΌ΅οΌ²οΌ₯οΌ 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 18, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 18, 2023 20 hours ago, Justice_Magician said: That's beautiful!! I really like the face! I love seeing more artists on the Shard! Thank you!Β I agree. The fandom needs more artists 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JJDReffitt he/him Posted November 18, 2023 Report Share Posted November 18, 2023 On 11/16/2023 at 11:20 PM, Part Of The Narrative said: Β hi guys! so this is a sketch I did that maybe turned into not a sketch anymore..idk, but I enjoyed making it Β Makes me wish I had a single bone in my body that could draw haha. Faaaaaantastic work!!! 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 19, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 19, 2023 13 hours ago, JJDReffitt said: Makes me wish I had a single bone in my body that could draw haha. Faaaaaantastic work!!! Thankssss! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 20, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 20, 2023 okkk this is a fantasy book I started a while ago...I've never finished a book so you guys have to motivate me! this is part one of the prologue; I'll probably post chapters periodically as I write themΒ disclaimer!!! when I started this I DID NOT know Connection was already a thing, and now its too big a part of the story. if it starts growing I'll change the name later but don't come for me spoiler added for length loool Spoiler Prologue Β Β Β Β Β Coal hit the floor hard, stumbling on the stones as the hooded man roughly patted her down. Ashev was already in the room with the long table. What was to become of him? What was to become of Coal? Β Β Β Β Β βClean.β The voice was scratchy and unpleasant, as if its owner didnβt use it much. βExcept for this.β The man tossed a small stone on the ground before the other figure, who stood with a firm posture, arms behind his back. Β Β Β Β Β The second man waved a dismissive hand. βLeave it. We couldnβt take it if we tried.βΒ Β Β Β Β Β Coal sighed in relief as the first man returned her Connection stone. Of course, the second man was right. If separated from the rock, Coal would be able to call its essence back to her, which would drag its physical form along as well, reforming it in the pocket of her robe. Β Β Β Β Β Still, Coal hated being without her Stone. It made her feel helpless. Of course, the thing wouldnβt do her much good in this scenarioβshe doubted her power could fix anything right now. But it gave her strength to know that no matter what tyrants, sects, and cults came along, they could never tear apart her bond with the One. Β Β Β Β Β How had the man known of her stone? She looked up, standing uncertainly, studying her second captor more carefully. Β Β Β Β Β His face was shadowed by the cowl of his hood, which enveloped his features entirely, but he had a lean build and a tall frame. His cloak reached to the ground, but was a light gray color, unlike his lackeyβs hoods, which were black. Β Β Β Β Β The bleak surroundings seemed to match him. Stone walls, metal doors, a black ceiling. Coal realized with a start that the large, but sparsely furnished room, was a sort of hubβsix other doors led out of the strangely shaped space. Β Β Β Β Β Suddenly, the man made a foreign gesture, lifting his index finger and moving it from his chest outward in a sharp motion, as if cutting a thread with a dull knife. Two more figures approached from their places by the largest metal doors in the room. Their cloaks were shorter than the others, and they carried spears instead of swords. Β Β Β Β Β The newcomers put their hands to Coalβs back and led her away, not speaking a word.Β Β Β Β Β Β They passed the room Ashev had entered. Through the half opened door, Coal glimpsed her brotherβs body slumped on the floor, chest bloody. Needles pierced the skin of his arms, though Coal couldnβt see where the attaching tubes led. Β Β Β Β Β She gasped, freezing in place. As her eyes traced over the scene, she thought she saw . . .Β Β Β Β Β Β Yes. A faint blue light hovered about him, before it was sucked into the tube. Then the color in Ashevβs face drained out. His body grew limp, as if the needles were siphoning his very life away.Β Β Β Β Β Β A fitting metaphor, for a Raised like Ashev being robbed of his Connection. Β Β Β Β Β Coal rushed forward, throwing the door open the rest of the way. Her guards didnβt stop her, but remained behind in the hall. She knelt down beside her brother, whose breath came in ragged gasps. He wasnβt deadβnot yet. But stealing a Raisedβs soul in this way was like ripping a cold from the arms of her dying mother. Β Β Β Β Β βAshev . . .β Coal whispered, gently shaking his arm. He offered no resistance. She checked his pulse. It was weak, beating faintly. His breathing became more labored, and sweat dampened his brow. βCome on, Ash.β Β Β Β Β Β Β Ashev was supposed to be the strong one. Two years older than her seventeen, he was always there. Reliable.Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Ashevβs eyes suddenly opened, and Coal started, stumbling back. Her brotherβs eyes, once deep blue, were now a dark gray. The life in them was almost nonexistent. Where was the sparkle of wit usually hidden behind those eyes? Where was the calm steadiness he displayed when she most needed it? Β Β Β Β Β βCoal,β he whispered. βFind . . . the Abstract. Donβt let them . . . your Connection . . .β Β Β Β Β Β Coal took his hand. βGet up. We can escape. Find . . . find our clan.β She stopped. Their clan was dead or in hiding.Β Β Β Β Β Β She ripped the needles out of Ashevβs arm. He shivered, but subsided as he tugged her hand.Β Β Β Β Β Β βCoal. Listen to me.β He spoke with surprising lucidity. βYou have to run. They . . . they want to make more Raised. They took my Connection . . . theyβll take yours next. Find . . . find a Realm Stealer . . . go to . . .β Β Β Β Β Β βAsh, youβre coming with me.β Β Β Β Β Β βI canβt. I wish . . . But you . . . you have our blood. The last . . . the last Author of the Winds.β Β Β Β Β Β Coal felt at the mark on her neck. Wind and Words.Β Β Β Β Β Β Words.Β Β Β Β Β Β βGet out of here. Find a human clan. Hide . . . hide your mark.β Β Β Β Β Β Coal shook her head. βWe are human, Ash.β Β Β Β Β Β βYou know what I mean. And stay safe. When these people come looking for youβand they will, Coalβ fight. Do you understand? You run once, now; but never again. Β βNever . . . again.β Β Β Β Β Β The light in his eyes died out, and Coal was alone with her tears. Β Β Β Β Β Β Vaner lowered his head, hearing the faint cries as the girl grieved in the next room. He pulled his hood down farther, wishing he could wrap himself in the cloak and join her, weeping for the people heβd lost. For her it was a brother. For him, it was . . . Β Β Β Β Β It was . . . Β Β Β Β Β βVaner,β Sends snapped, causing Vaner to shake his headβhardβtrying to banish all feelings of sympathy. The girl wasnβt even that much younger than him. Records indicated she was about seventeen; Vaner was a few months shy of twenty. Β Β Β Β Β βVaner!β Β Β Β Β Β Vaner looked up. What was wrong with him? Coal wasnβt the first. Β Β Β Β Β Her brother though . . . heβd been about Vanerβs age. It still felt wrong, even afterβ Β Β Β Β Β Not the time.Β Β Β Β Β Β βSends?β he asked. Β Β Β Β Β Sends nodded toward the doorway. βGet her. Itβs time to get her Connection.β Β Β Β Β Β Vaner shook his head βWe killed her brother. We can at least give her a few minutes to mourn. Itβs about honor.β Β Β Β Β Β Β It was just . . . this last group had been from a direct line of Raised. His people, even if heβd become a Raised through unusual circumstances. Standing there, he was forced to confront what heβd been thinking ever since the Visorβs men had taken him. Hearing a member of one of the only pure lines left on Navar crying over the brother that Vaner had helped kill, his hand went to the mark on his neck that branded him as a Seer. Β Β Β Β Β It was very hard not to feel like a traitor. Β Β Β Β Β βItβs not your place to talk of honor, Razed,β Sends said in his dangerous tone. βGet her. Now.β Β Β Β Β Β Β Coal was led into the hallway, down to a room identical to the one she had just left, and was forced to slump on the cold stone floor before she thought to offer any resistance. The two men didnβt speak as they hooked up machines to tubes like theyβd done to Ashev. Β Β Β Β Β Ashev . . .Β Β Β Β Β Β She didnβt look at them. At least, not until the taller one crossed in front of her to connect a wire to the wall, and fabric shifted at the base of his neck. Β Β Β Β Β And she saw the mark there.Β Β Β Β Β Β A Seer. Β Β Β Β Β βTraitor,β she hissed through gritted teeth, her anger and pain and fear channeling to that one word so full of venom. Β Β Β Β Β The manβs breath caught, and he stepped back. Then he covered the brand with his cloak, lowered his head, and kept working. Β Β Β Β Β Β βThis is your job. I donβt even know why Iβm here. Finish this. I have an . . . appointment.β Β Β Β Β Β Sends strode out of the room, leaving Vaner alone with the girl. Coal. He didnβt know why heβd bothered to learn her name. Β Β Β Β Β I could do it, he thought. Help her escape. Get away, finally. Β Β Β Β Β He almost laughed at himself. Nothing got past the Visor. Β Β Β Β Β Coal stared straight ahead, looking at the wall. Though there were tears on her cheeks, they were the only indication that sheβd just watched her brotherβs death. She didnβt tremble or cry anymore. Just stayed silent as Vaner finished hooking up the tubes and electrodes. Β Β Β Β Β Vaner stood, his hand over the machine that would steal Coalβs essence. Her life. Β Β Β Β Β He felt a sudden sense of overwhelming shame. He was proving the old legends right, wasnβt he? That the Seers would betray the Raised? That they would join the tyrants and seek the blood of the pure clans? She was right to call him a traitor.Β Β Β Β Β Β And even as he had this thought, he felt the mark on his neck searing hot against his skin.Β Β Β Β Β Β Every time he killed one of his own, he killed one Rahlen had chosen. And while he didnβt think about God much, it was impossible not to when murdering his people.Β Β Β Β Β Β He shook his head, hard, blinking back to the present. Perhaps seeing Vanerβs head move from the corner of her eye, Coal looked up. Vaner thought she would look him in the eyes, accusing him, but instead her gaze fixed on Vanerβs hands. Β Β Β Β Β They were shaking. Β Β Β Β Β I canβt, he thought.Β Almighty help me, I canβt do things like this anymore. He breathed shallowly as he stared into nothing. Then he thought of his motherβs voice, telling him that no matter what, he was one of the Raised. Β Β Β Β Β Even if he didnβt deserve to be. Β Β Β Β Β Even if he died because of it. Β Β Β Β Β Β Coal watched the man stand there, eyes on hers, his face conflicted. He took in a sharp breath, closed his eyes, and seemed to come to a decision. Β Β Β Β Β βI can help you,β he said quietly, eyes still shut. Then, a rush of words, like he had to get them out before they consumed him βThereβs a door at the end of this hallway. Turn right. Always turn right. Then, when you get to a long rectangular room, turn left at the fork. Thereβs a ladder. Keep your head down and donβt talk to anyone.β He dropped his hooded cloak beside her and she took it, wrapping it around herself and shadowing her face. The man started removing wires, his movements quick but controlled. By the time she studied herself enough to get to her feet, he was facing her again.Β Β Β Β Β Β βOnce you get out to the street, go to the Dead sector. Thereβs a clan of Shatterers living on the outskirts. Theyβre harsh, but youβll survive long enough to locate your old clan. Right?βΒ Β Β Β Β Β His voice was deep and strong, though there was an edge to it, an underlying sense of desperation. He couldnβt be much older than her either. What was his story? How did a Raised end up serving the enemy? He didnβt seem very loyal to them. Β Β Β Β Β βMy clan is dead,β she said shortly. Whatever the cause, here he was, in a tyrantβs base of operations. Β Β Β Β Β And here he is, helping you anyway. Β Β Β Β Β Her calling as an author of the winds was to write. To write about God, about life. But mostly, to write about people. Their lives, their thoughts, feelings, backstories, to add to the Wind Clanβs collection of All. Coal still thought it a funny name, since their calling was to go out and build onto that collection, so of course it couldnβt be all. Β Β Β Β Β Stop getting distracted. I canβt write this guardβs story right now. I have to . . . she shivered as a thought occurred to her. Bricks . . . I have to write Ashevβs story. She immediately pushed the thought away. To say that was to admit that he was gone. Β Β Β Β Β The manβs face grew distant at her words, and the way he glanced down when he saw her looking made her feel that he had lost people too. Then the moment was gone and he was slipping her a long knife that fit into her waistband. Β Β Β Β Β He nodded and made as if to duck out of the room. Coal stopped him, saying, βWait.β Β Β Β Β Β He paused. Β Β Β Β Β βYour name. Please.β Β Β Β Β Β βWhy does it matter?β he asked warily. Β Β Β Β Β βWhen my story gets told someday,β Coal whispered. βI wonβt leave the man whoβs the reason Iβm still alive out of the narrative.β Β Β Β Β Β He looked at her for a moment. Then he gave a small, bitter smile. βVaner.β Β Β Β Β Β She knew he knew it was an apology. Β Β 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Just-A-Stick she/her Posted November 27, 2023 Report Share Posted November 27, 2023 More artwork!Β *hugs* and good writing! I like itΒ 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Part Of The Narrative she/her Posted November 27, 2023 Author Report Share Posted November 27, 2023 12 hours ago, Ookla-The-Stick said: More artwork!Β *hugs* and good writing! I like itΒ Oh thanks Β *inhale* um nice *gulp* profile pictureΒ 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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