Genre: Fantasy
About innowen
Location: vancouver wa, usa
Home Region:
United States :: Washington :: Vancouver
Age:33
Website: http://www.shadesofmaybe.com/stories/about.php
Favorite writers: hp lovecraft, neil gaiman, charles de lint
Favorite music: industrial, gothic and techno--gotta have a hard beat
Non-noveling interests: firedancing, making stuph, writing, tarot, RPG games, witchcraft, graphic design
Joined date: Oktober 1, 2002
Years done NaNoWriMo:
'02 | '03 | '04 | '05 | '06
Years won NaNoWriMo:
'02 | '03 | '04 | '05 | '06
NaNoWriMo posts: 8
NaNoWriMo buddies: 12
Unknown Realms
an excerpt
Kaylee looked over at the cabinent that made its home just under where she slept. It appeared very old and handmade, joined together with small cuts inbetween the wood slats. It smelled of a mix of old wood and pine and sage and various other scents that she could not identify. The wood was smooth to the touch. She was surprised that wood that old could feel that soft. Strange and unique symbols had been cut into the wood. One lood similar to the squiggly lines that made up her Air stone. Another spiraled inwards and then jutted out, as if it were a double big G. Kaylee mirrored the glyphs with her fingers as she wished to know what strange language they spoke. She was not even sure if her gran could even read this language. It seemed older than Vellum Hollow itself.
There were no handles on the door. Kaylee reached up with her arm and felt the edge of the cabinent. She gave it a short and sharp tug and the door opened with a small creeking sound from an unseen metal hinge. Trapped odors spilled out in a jumble from the cabinent and hit Kaylee's nose all at once, overwhelming her senses.
She tucked her head under her arm and sneezed a couple of times from unearthing the things. She then looked inside the closet for the first time. There were four shelves, all equidistant from one another. Various items sat on each shelf, there did not seem any apparant rhyme or reason to why there were there at that time.
Kaylee's eyes wandered up and took stock of all the items that appeared as she swung the other door free. Bottles of stored preservatives sat clumped in the furthest regions of the cabinent while fresh colors of maize and other dried vegetables and herbs hung from hooks placed on the bottoms of some of the shelves. Handmade beeswax candes sat in various forms and shapes on the lowest shelf along with several short sticks and various glittering stones. Handmade items made from fur and fang and feathers and bones sat scattered on each shelf.
And then she saw a book. It was a small leather bound tome that seemed to get shuffled in and lost amongst the pantry of odd and magickal items.
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