I almost forgot to make a post. I’ve been done writing for an hour or two at this point whoops. Today was more Dragonrest. I’m really starting to like Antoine.
Word Count: 1681
I nodded sagely, as if that might indicate any damn thing to a blind dragon. “Right. Makes sense. Sure. So, are there a lot of dragons around here? Mostly fae beasts, or any of the big guys?”
He frowned and lowered his gaze to somewhere closer to my face. I felt scolded all of a sudden. “Fool dwarf, these are the Dragonrest mountains,” he said, somehow both annoyed and patient. “Surely you know what that means.”
“Well, yeah, I mean I know what kinda rumors it causes,” I countered, crossing my arms. “There’s lots of places named the way they are for fun or because someone thought it sounded neat.”
Who knows if I’m actually done for the day, but I’ve made some decent progress! It’s hard to stay focused today. I have no chill at all. I’m a ball of nerves for some reason.
Word Count: 1100 (so far)
I frowned deeper still at the reflection of myself in that great eye. “Well. Sounds like you’re fixin’ to eat me, and who could blame me for not liking the sound of that?”
The dragon hummed, a sound that resembled a giant purring cat. The rumble of it shook in my chest. Then, the damn thing smiled, showing off those teeth in an expression lizards shouldn’t be able to make. Damn faebeasts and their uncanny ways might be the death of me, like this one was planning to be.
“It hadn’t occurred to me right away, dwarf,” the fae dragon admitted.
So I made par today, and little more, but this is fine by me! I’m getting some good progress on a few stories, and that’s all I need. So far I’m keeping up just fine with Nano. 🙂 Today’s excerpt is from Dragonrest.
Word Count: 1668
The sun would be going down in an hour or so, but luckily I have excellent senses in the dark. I’d track a damn dragon in his own mountains, no problem.
Did it help me avoid my other problems? Yes. Was I thinking about that as I went? Maybe.
“C’mon, Zach,” I called out, pushing through a mess of hanging vines. “I just want to talk for a second. Promise I’ll leave you alone as soon as you do me one more favor!”
That didn’t work, which didn’t surprise me. The dragon had already told me he didn’t want anything to do with me, and really that should have been the last thing to convince me. Then again, he also had made a point of listening to me instead of just tearing me to pieces because he could, so I think there was some merit in my plan.
I just didn’t expect to find a different dragon so close by.
I’m not quite done for the day, but I already picked an excerpt and I’m not exactly sure when I’ll actually be done. Today I’ve been working on a story currently titled Dragonrest. This includes some new characters, hooray!
Word Count: 1007 (so far)
Zachaios chuffed and leaned his snout towards me again, prompting me to take a step back. “Perhaps you need to take a breath, fool dwarf.”
“Y’know what, pretentious dragon, maybe you’re right,” I shot back, my voice a little higher than I wanted it to be.
Zachaios growled, and I fell to a seat a lot faster than I meant to. Leathery white wings tensed on that great beast’s back and some of his spines stood up straighter. At the time, I remember thinking that it would solve at least one of my problems if I got eaten by a dragon. I wouldn’t have a tough decision to make anymore.