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:blobcatpeek: hi there

Have I mentioned that my librarians-and-necromancy fantasy is out now? Spooky-sweet and full of warmth and weirdness.

If you want, you can read the first three chapters for free here: victoriacorva.xyz/books-bone-s

:blobcatpeek: ok thanks bye

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New time!

I'm a writer, a , and a moon in training.

I post a lot of and for free --

Almost all of it is hopeful. I like to see beauty in ugly or shunned things.

I toot awkward true stories in storytimes.

I love

I read A LOT of .

I'm the eldest of seven siblings.

I make audio vlogs and audio drama podcasts

I'm very awkward but do say hello!

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She brought him the usual gifts at first. A mouse, a bird. A ribbon for him to play with.

She would run up with her gift in her mouth and prrt cheerfully around it. And he would pat her head and tell her she was a good and clever cat.

Then it was a coin with strange markings. A pendant, warm to the touch. A piece of lightning-struck wood.

He never knew of the shadowy figures that followed him, but neither did he have to fear them.

She was a good and clever cat.

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She saw on TV that ghosts made things cold, and she'd always had chilly feet at night.

So she found a stone with a hole through the middle and she waited under the covers until the chill made her toes curl.

Gently, she sat up, closing one eye and holding the stone up to the other.

Shimmering and thin as a beam of moonlight, the cat stretched and resettled on her feet.

She smiled and went back to bed, careful not to kick.

She'd always wanted a cat.

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'Don't!' She reached out to stop her, but woman only smiled.

'It's alright. Truly.' She crouched beside the thing of tentacles and claws that crawled from the lake. She rubbed its bald, water-slicked dome; it gurgled and chirped.

'See? Just because you don't understand something, doesn't mean it isn't good.' She tickled its tentacles; it squirted water.

'I suppose not,' the other replied, staring at the woman as if she, too, were a strange and unusual thing.

Just wrote a really cute in-character interview for a cool blog that specialises in it.

Fingers-crossed there will be an interview with Smythe from BOOKS & BONE I can share with you soon!

Good morning :tootplanet: and tootfriends!

Today I wish you something that soothes a worry. ✨

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Hi fediverse

I know I sometimes talk about quite personal things which might resonate with your life too.

Nonetheless, please don't attack my friends when they message me in support, even if you dislike their comment. You are free to block whoever you want and so am I. Rest assured that the people I engage with on here are not hurting me. I would stop engaging with them if they did. There are good tools for that here.

Definitely don't try anything like this in my name.

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Good morning :tootplanet: and tootfriends!

Today I wish you gentleness and comfort when you need it ✨

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The dragon, with a mouthful of smoldering wheat, looked up languidly and responded," Oh yes, I'm just having some quite, QUITE, awful cravings."

"That may be so, but you'll need to compensate the farmers for what you've eaten," said the Knight, noting the scores of grazed bare dirt patches around the dragon.

"You're right," the dragon sniffled loudly, "I'll have some gold sent from my Lair. I'm so very sorry."

"No sorries needed; I know how this goes. Good health to you and your clutch."

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The farmstead was in an uproarious panic. A dragon had been spotted in their fields, a red, swollen beast, wisps of smoke curling up out of it's nostrils.

The farmer's family and workers packed quickly and fled.

A Knight was sent out immediately.

Upon arrival, the Knight was struck with a sense of familiarity. The dragon lounged, particularly round, and munching away distractedly. "Excuse me," they called, "But are you feeling well?"

#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #Fantasy

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I had a lovely and productive afternoon out writing! So fortunate to have a place to go where I feel safe and creative. Really helps when I get stuck (and I spend *so much time* at home that going out can really make a difference)!

Holy cats I love being a player. I'm already losing my mind in character creation excitement. Finally finally finally!

I've been invited to play in a 3 episode homebrew campaign. I get to be a PLAYER! :blobaww:

Good morning :tootplanet: and tootfriends!

Today I wish you something that gives you hope for the future. ✨

Let's Play for What Remains of Edith Finch is all up on YouTube now! youtube.com/watch?v=LFdHlDsYa4

It's a shorty, about four hours total. Also some pretty heavy CWs; I've put the major ones in the descriptions for the two videos that have the biggies.

I finished the extra content for Tombtown. That is without doubt the silliest, most self-indulgent little snippet I've ever made and I absolutely love it.

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