I know, it’s been a while. Time to get back in the saddle!
This week’s six comes from a random, untitled work in progress that is still in development. It’s a little fantasy, a little post-apoc, a little magical. Taking place in the land of Iana ages after a huge war, it takes place on the eve of the Feast of Sunless Days as winter begins and the inhabitants gather inside a stronghold to wait out the acid snow, predators, and a clan of barbaric raiders that have been making threats. Although the story deals mainly with the Princess Kierra, I like this bit about the storyteller Ackis. Maybe it’s the writer in me, but I like the time this passage harkens back to (or forwards to. Or something.)
A storyteller is always popular. He knows the news as well as the wisdom through the ages. If he is truly gifted, than the spot closest to the fire is reserved for him. Such was the case with Old Ackis, the feeble, blind man that came round to Iana every few paths of the moon. He was just as unkempt as he was the last time he’d visited, but it wasn’t the rags, smudged skin, or dirty hair that captivated the mob of children. It was the vibrant tales he spun of other times, times that had come and gone long before any of their little lives had begun.
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