As the friend who tagged me, Tonya Cannariato wrote, Justin wrote, “The Look is a writing prompt, a game, another tagging event. This is how U Got “The Look” works: you take your current manuscript, search for the word “look”, and post the surrounding paragraphs. Lastly, you tag 5 blogging authors who you think will be a good choice for the game.”
My work in progress is the sequel to Shadows of the Realm, the first book in The Circle of Talia fantasy series. I hope this isn’t giving any spoilers away, but what the hell? Why not? I’m only mid-way through writing chapter six, but it’s getting exciting and the characters are in a race against time. Shit is hitting the fan—well it would if their world had fans, but it doesn’t—hmm, I digress. OK, I’ll stop rambling and give it to you kiddies. Danananaaaaa!
Agmunsten peered at the Dragon King. “So, Valdorryn, who would you rather upset—Queen Jazmonilly, or Drakon?”
The Dragon King squinted his eyes. “How do you know it’s him, hmm? You weren’t alive during the Gormon War. How can you know?”
Agmunsten clenched and unclenched his fists, “Bronwyn told me his name and when I questioned him, he all but admitted Drakon was involved. I have ways of knowing when people are telling the truth. Look, Valdorryn, I know this is hard for you to accept, that your God may have wanted one of your own killed. But if I’m right, what does that tell us?”
Zim listened and knew where Agmunsten was headed. He remembered finding the spires hadn’t been charged properly, and Symbothial’s reaction when he confronted him. His colour returned, but it was with a sad voice he answered the Head Realmist. “My cousin betrayed us.” Zim turned to look at his father, “I know this is hard for you to believe. I didn’t want to think it either, but I can’t ignore the facts any longer. Symbothial wasn’t maintaining the spires properly. It was his job, and we all know how important it is. When I checked them a while ago, the rivers to three of the spires were blocked; more than enough to let any Gormons through. When I spoke to him, he acted like it wasn’t important.”
“That’s not enough to condemn him. Maybe he was just being careless because we’ve been safe for so long; it’s easy to become complacent.” King Valdorryn’s voice trailed off as he lost the energy to make excuses. He had to admit there was only one decision he could make, and he was dreading having to explain this to his wife.
Hmm, so who to tag? Eeny, meeny, miney, moe. The following people are all in the firing line. If you’ve done it before you get a reprieve:
Ok guys. Ready. Set. Go!