Fantasy Romance
“I am searching for Hope,” a female voice called out.
I didn’t recognize her accent. And she most certainly wasn’t from the calificars.
She didn’t feel like one of them. She didn’t feel like anything at all.
And that was even more terrifying.
I sent Bryan and David to intercept them.
Perhaps my “brothers” could avoid bloodshed.
Seeing them in their armor with their sword and shield drawn tended to send most away.
I didn’t want to kill, but I wouldn’t go back.
I would not go back.
I would die before I would let them take me.
And I would take as many people with me as I could.
My final payment for all they had done.
I could sense their fear.
They should be afraid.
I knew what they wanted, and I wouldn’t give it to them.
You may have noticed the micro fictions have resumed.
I am back.
Mostly.
So many things have happened, but it really is the same story retold.
I spread myself too thin, then crashed.
While writing is my passion, it has to be to spend hundreds of hours with make-believe characters, it is not my day job. And my day job supports my family. A day job I enjoy. Mostly. It gets a little too stressful from time to time, but I think that is true of all of corporate America.
And true of me.
I strive for perfection and get frustrated when I don’t achieve it.
So, when a slew of things came at me at once, I buckled because I could not do them all to the level I wanted. I needed to step away and take stock.
Finally, I did.
And I recharged myself with time with my family. My daughter and I played the new Legend of Zelda Age of Calamity. If you are a fan of the series, I highly recommend it. I was not expecting it to be so good or so satisfying. And it was fun to be able to play two player with her.
Later, we hooked our laptop up to our TV, and this has opened a world of games for us to explore. My husband has found some interesting indie games, and with Steam, it’s easier than ever to try things we can play as a group.
I have learned we are a family of “pick your own adventure” movie watchers. We like games with story where we can decide what happens, but we want a strong story.
And we want choice. Or at least the illusion of choice.
And we want a happily-ever-after. Do not mess with us on that. Looking at you, Mass Effect. Yeah, I know how long ago it was. And I still haven’t forgiven them.
I was trying to ease back into posting again, and the orb series came to me.
So I wrote it. And now it won’t leave me.
*sigh*
If I had infinite time, it would become its own series. I have some fun ideas for several characters, romances, a hero’s journey, and villains.
I suppose the one thing I’ve never had to worry about is my next project.
“I am the one asking the questions here,” Callista snapped. “Who are you?”
“Ava Weiss.”
“She is foreign,” the woman said, then uttered a string of curses.
“Where am I?”
“City of Blackmore,” the man said. “And your arrival appears to have destroyed half of it.”