Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes Agent Other escorted the group off the train and loaded them on to some military-looking vehicles parked on a nearby dirt road. They’d been instructed to remain silent until they’d been properly loaded, which Nobody seemed to forget every sixth step….
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Fiction Tuesday – Diversion Junction
Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes “What was that, kid?” “It’s nothing, Bug. Never mind.” Good idea, we’ll chat later. Will huffed a sigh as he sat back in his seat. The others assumed he was simply bored by the monotonous travel and continued to chat amongst…
Fiction Tuesday – Tales of the Capital
Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes “You mean that’s more than a name?” Bug snorted. “Yah, cause we Realm-folk are so unimaginative. Of course it’s more than a name.” “But… why is it empty? Doesn’t The Realm need a leader?” “It’s all due to Narrative, Will,” Sill’s…
Silence
I do kinda like people 1, but I adore silence. I’m not the type of person who enjoys background noise, I find it incredibly distracting. Other writers have “writing playlists,” I don’t understand the concept. This becomes fun when I’m attempting to concentrate on something in a group setting, especially with people who process vocally….
Fiction Tuesday – New Town
Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes As the group made their way to their connecting train, Will was stunned to find himself in a bustling neighborhood. The streets and buildings were all technically underground, a rough-hewn ceiling could be seen high above the buildings, but in front…
Fiction Tuesday – Passing Customs
Today’s blog continues my long-neglected satirical fantasy, In The Land of the Penny Gnomes There wasn’t much to watch as the train made it’s way toward No Entry. The “train” was more like a subway, passing through rough hewn tunnels carved through the heart of the Fifty Peaks Mountains. The monotony would occasionally be broken…
