Today’s been somewhat productive! I got a lot of work done on a couple smaller stories, and a bunch on Bottled Rage! Eral gets to be the star of the excerpt today.
Word Count: 1993
“Izzat … a pixie in there?!“ the smoky-voiced one asked.
The barkeep’s voice was as smug as ever. “Pixie, alright. This one was bragging up a storm at the bar. Been in a few scrapes, so he says.”
Eral scowled. “It’s not–! It’s not bragging if I actually did all those things,” he challenged, though he stayed slumped. “Just ‘cause you don’t believe it doesn’t mean it’s not true. Get a little perspective, man!”