Shamantic Disposition

Sooooo far behind.

• Session 16: Man Bites Dog
  
• Session 17: She's closing her eyes, she's starting to dream, she's pulling the strings. . .
  
• Session 18: When Dwarves Hurry. (Hoom hum.)
  
• Session 19: 'Scuse me, looking for a cliff to hang from.
  
• Session 20: Wallops and Castor
  
• Session 21: Let's Split Up. We can do more damage that way.
  

( Semtek: Session summary 22 )

Goodness.

I seem to have stumbled across a secret society in the WIP. I wonder if they'll invite in my narrator.

581 words, section 140 done. Also some editing (adding words here and there mostly) on 139, to try to fix the bugs in it that teinedreugan spotted.


And I have a potent urge to make a plush Taweret icon for my children, and I don't have children. (This is arguably blacktarrant's fault, inasmuch as my random chaotic impulses to creation can be actually blamed on their triggers.)


In other news, knees should not say "thwok".

Sooooo . . .

You ever have one of those days where you sit down to read something and all of a sudden you're making a statue of a god?

. . . no?

. . . that's just me, then?

( Djhwty [ Unpainted ] -- cut to respect fpage bandwidth )