Meme!
Hey let's do a meme, wouldn't that be fun! As seen on tumblr!
Leave a comment with one of these and I'll post, without editing*:
FIRST — the first two sentences of my current project
LAST — the most recently written two sentences of my current project
NEXT — the next line. meaning i will finish the sentence I’m on and write a new one, which you’ll get.
[insert prompt here] — you post a prompt, and i’ll write three sentences based on that prompt, set in the same time/setting as my current project
THE END — i’ll make up an ending, or post the ending if i’ve written it
BEFORE THE BEGINNING — three sentences (or more) about something that happened before the plot of my current project
POV — something that’s already happened, retold from another character’s perspective
*okay, I might have to edit some names out of an exchange fic, but that's about it.
Hit me up!
Leave a comment with one of these and I'll post, without editing*:
FIRST — the first two sentences of my current project
LAST — the most recently written two sentences of my current project
NEXT — the next line. meaning i will finish the sentence I’m on and write a new one, which you’ll get.
[insert prompt here] — you post a prompt, and i’ll write three sentences based on that prompt, set in the same time/setting as my current project
THE END — i’ll make up an ending, or post the ending if i’ve written it
BEFORE THE BEGINNING — three sentences (or more) about something that happened before the plot of my current project
POV — something that’s already happened, retold from another character’s perspective
*okay, I might have to edit some names out of an exchange fic, but that's about it.
Hit me up!

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(and I'd join you, except my current project is NFE. Maybe next month.)
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It ended up being longer than three sentences, imagine. :D
The shock, Susan finds, doesn't last as long as she'd like it to. The shock of losing your entire family, in one instant, should last longer, she thinks. She should be catatonic for at least a year, and maybe then she wouldn't feel anything, certainly not this deep pain, that never recedes, never relents.
She was a Queen once, an archer, a warrior who rode into battle. She knows what it's like to take an arrow to the shoulder, to the thigh, to the gut – she knows what it's like to survive those wounds. She's been stabbed, she's been slashed, she's been thrown to the ground and trampled by a horse, and she survived every one of those things, thanks to Lucy's cordial for some of the most dire injuries. She's given birth, and although that was another lifetime and her body was different then, she remembers that pain too.
But this pain, this pain is different than any physical pain she had ever felt. This pain was the pain of her heart breaking, a pain felt all over, body and heart and soul, a pain that was with her every day and every night, at least until she able to sleep and fell into fitful dreams.
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But thank you! And I love how she's such a fighter in this, so absolutely passionate in her pain.