I skipped yesterday again, because of a migraine and a lot of socializing, which is generally exhausting for hermits/hobbits like me. I got a lot done today, though, which feels great! I think it’s really getting somewhere. To celebrate getting so much done, I’m going to do two excerpts.
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They didn’t wait at the middle platform, instead heading directly up to the tallest of the three towers. Ness looked up, if only to avoid looking down, and noticed with fascination that the gently-sloped roof was covered in shingles that looked like scales, and several of them housed a piece of colored glass. In the new sunrise, the colors of the desert scattered from these pieces and glittered for all to see.
Then, they reached the door to go inside. When the guide threw that door open, Ness’s mouth opened in shock.
The room at the top of the tallest tower didn’t have any layers like the previous tower. It was all one large, round room, and the shards of glass in the roof above allowed the light in. Colorful lights arced across the floor and walls, with shadows over the areas that couldn’t be reached by the angle of the sun just yet.
The floor was a solid piece of stone, or at least it appeared to be. Colors were dyed into it, a burst of shapes radiating outward from the center like the biggest desert flower he had ever seen. He had a feeling that, with the sun at its zenith, the light from the glass would match perfectly with the pattern on the floor.
“Ah, God’s Ire, I am so bad at this whole decorum thing,” Aaron announced. Ness gave him a pointed look, but Aaron had become good at ignoring those. “Ness. Allow me, Aaron Stride, to introduce you to Vale Rutan Gallen, Prince of Korvasin and Lord of the Glass Towers.”