@retrace yeah definitely!
here's a little bit that i've started - does this seem to go in the right direction? this is about 140 words. any changes/feedback/thoughts on word count, etc. just let me know! I'll work on it some more tomorrow :)
here's a little bit that i've started - does this seem to go in the right direction? this is about 140 words. any changes/feedback/thoughts on word count, etc. just let me know! I'll work on it some more tomorrow :)
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Mica had never liked the dirt and dust – it was an unfortunate side effect of wandering across Sornieth, however, so he tolerated it… usually. He drifted from place to place, never staying anywhere too long… usually. His healing powers had come in handy more times than he could count, and his musical skills meant he was always welcome in exchange for some entertainment. His other skills weren’t nearly as glamorous nor intentional, but hey, being able to survive in any region in the world had to be worth something, right?
Mica owned only as much as he could carry with him, kept packed so he could leave at a moment’s notice. His lyre, his jewelry – those he kept on him at all times; the scarves… he could only really wear one, well maybe two, of those at a time.
Mica owned only as much as he could carry with him, kept packed so he could leave at a moment’s notice. His lyre, his jewelry – those he kept on him at all times; the scarves… he could only really wear one, well maybe two, of those at a time.