My brain is not a stage.

[rimturse]

I might not be writing, but that doesn't stop all my characters living their lives in my head. Here's what Adric and Isha were up to were up to all evening arguing as usual:

"Nobody speaks to me like that!"
Isha snorted, "Well, that explains it."
"Explains what?"
"Why you want to run back to Tir Dara, tail between your legs, and let the mummified Car Archidan stab you through the heart with that holy dagger of his. You Northlanders always take the easy way out."

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And when are you going to start writing again, Lil Miss?