Not sure about posting bits of my WIPs, but as I'm grumbling about this a lot lately, I thought I might share some.
This is from the excitingly titled Wind Weaver. Boy meets ship. Boy loses ship. Boy has to face down power-hungry satyr to get ship back.
"You look fine, sir." Even as the words left his mouth, Nate wondered if it was a smart thing to say, but Mr Byrne gave him an amused look. He stopped fiddling with his collar too.
Nate went over how he'd been told to act. He pulled his shoulders back. He lifted his head. He couldn't look anyone in the eye because the only person nearby was Mr Byrne and he was staring towards the station entrance. Although what he did or said didn't really matter, as long as he looked good. Then the other men would know that Mr Byrne could afford proper servants.
Nate took a deep breath. Maintaining that impression was a lot of responsibly though. What if he slipped over? The dirt road looked dry and stable, but sometimes that was the most treacherous. He leaned over and pushed the door shut without moving his feet.
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This is from the excitingly titled Wind Weaver. Boy meets ship. Boy loses ship. Boy has to face down power-hungry satyr to get ship back.
"You look fine, sir." Even as the words left his mouth, Nate wondered if it was a smart thing to say, but Mr Byrne gave him an amused look. He stopped fiddling with his collar too.
Nate went over how he'd been told to act. He pulled his shoulders back. He lifted his head. He couldn't look anyone in the eye because the only person nearby was Mr Byrne and he was staring towards the station entrance. Although what he did or said didn't really matter, as long as he looked good. Then the other men would know that Mr Byrne could afford proper servants.
Nate took a deep breath. Maintaining that impression was a lot of responsibly though. What if he slipped over? The dirt road looked dry and stable, but sometimes that was the most treacherous. He leaned over and pushed the door shut without moving his feet.
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