A couple of weeks ago I wrote about a scene I’d been working on while trying to fall asleep and how all it was good for was putting me to sleep. Well, that all changed this past week when my subconscious took it in a whole new direction. A direction that morphed it from the beginning of a short story to a possible beginning for the third book in the Crown Jewels series. Now, for the record, I’d planned on my current project being the first in a series, and I’ve got the first book pretty much laid out, and a vague idea of the direction the second will take, but the third? All I knew was that existed. And now...
She walked through darkness, weaving her way through... things. No, not things, trees, a voice whispered in her mind. Where she was going, she did not know. Where she’d been, she did not know. All she knew was darkness. And cold.
And pain.
Pain. That was a word she’d known as long as she could remember. Her... feet? Her... head? Her... there were so many parts to her body it was hard to come up with the words. There were so many words - so many names - that there was no way to keep track of them all. She thought she’d known them once in some previous life, but their meanings fled with the darkness.
She walked through darkness, cold buffeting her until a... a brightness grew in the distance, drawing her closer.
Now, for the record, this is a very rough draft, and it may still wind up as a short story, but it is a long way from the generic isekai the story began life as.
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