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Today on SCRAWLS, I chose to show a piece of writing that highlights the change in two characters’ relationship. Felan and Daya’lyn began their relationship as enemies. In fact, Felan tried to kill Daya’lyn the first time they met. It still amazes me how much these characters have grown and have changed through their friendship with each other. Neither of them would be who they are now without knowing the other. It’s a reminder to me that people rub off on each other in some of the most interesting ways.

How we choose to influence others can make all the difference in the world.

Anyway, without further ado, here is today’s in-progress scene snippet.


Silence ruled the room again until Zahra spoke. “Since Queen Manasa cannot overcome the distance across the continent and Katja cannot set paw back in the Wraith Realm, is there any hope of contacting Caleb?”

“What about using our own message system?” Prince Ashomocos offered. “Inquisitor Daya’lyn could compose a letter written in such a way that only his father would understand its contents and send it to him via carrier pixies.”

Saldis drummed his pudgy fingers on his lips. “Assuming that they even could make it past the gargoyles and other deadwalkers patrolling the Sylvan Forest, delivering a message by such carriers would take several weeks. It is feasible though.”

The Inquisitor looked at Saldis and slowly shook his head. “The Ring Spells won’t allow for it. No being or beast can find Caerwyn Castle if they are looking for it unless they have been there before and hold no ill will toward the inhabitants therein. It’s part of the fortress’s defensive measures.”

“How did we find it when we first met you then?” Felan asked.

“You weren’t looking for it, my friend.” Daya’lyn cocked a white eyebrow at the werewolf. “And you meant no harm to come to anyone inside the castle until after you had already crossed the protective boundaries.”

“Yes, I believe I owe you a rematch, by the way.” Felan’s paw rubbed his ribs even after he grinned at the other male.

Daya’lyn’s upper lip curled to reveal a blunted fang as he smirked. “I’ll best you anytime you choose.”

He turned to gaze back at Katja. “We need a faster alternative. Considering what Her Majesty has just told us about the growing dangers in the Wraith Realm, we are running short on time. If we do not find the Keystones quickly, the war in the Wraith Realm could very well spill into the Erde Realm and we will be defending our world against Asheken and Drosskin alike.”

“Surely, it won’t come to that!” Queen Manasa said. “The Realms of Existence are separate, after all.”

“They are far more intimately intertwined than you might think. What happens in one directly affects events in the others. The deadwalkers are getting bolder, which means that the Drosskin will also gain strength. My guess is that the new breaches in Edgewater occurred because Luther’s allies managed to open the gateway between the Ott vre Blaec and the Ott vre Cael mirrors—even if only briefly. That is an evil that has not occurred in this world since the First War of Ages. If the Drosskin find a way into our realm from theirs, it may well mean the end all hope for beings in any realm.”


I hope you enjoyed this week’s entry in the SCRAWLS Diary from my in-progress book Fireforger. I welcome your comments on what I’ve shared with you today.

As always, SCRAWLS is designed to be a public journal of my fiction and artwork as I create it. In the way of writing, you’ll see new scenes, rich characters, and, of course, enchanting worlds. In the way of art, you’ll see everything from vivid photography to intriguing drawings. As always, my goal is to bring you both finished work and the rough stuff. After all, showing you some of the behind-the-scenes scaffolding that I use to create my work allows you to truly walk the creative journey with me through all of its ups and downs.

Until we meet again, may we each rewrite our world for the better!


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