Arthur practice

Jun 27, 2017 08:45

The head of curly hair barely pokes above the thick fur that covers his bed. The moon is setting and the window is cracked open, and the sounds of what Arthur thinks of as 'morning garrison' waft slowly inside, along with the smell of bread and animals and soldiers ( Read more... )

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cat_o_wen June 27 2017, 16:14:18 UTC
Bless Arthur. Good to see you writing again, Petal ♥ Although this is a snippet, it is well done and very atmospheric! I can certainly see this scene in my head and of course you still have Arthur down to a tee. Bless him.

Excellent piece! Keep going as you find your inspiration, honey ♥

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sasha_b June 27 2017, 23:12:36 UTC
He's the best. I haven't written in so long I just feel like such a loser, considering I'm basically working, sleeping and eating and that's all. So...I had 15 minutes this morning and thought to do something. I followed a prompt off the daily prompt comm and there you go. ;)

I love Arthur so much so I was glad to see him and the brat for a minute. Gods love you for reading.

xxoo

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dragongirl16 September 1 2017, 18:51:26 UTC
*pokes head in* You okay? I know you're in Texas somewhere, but I can't remember where. I thought it was Houston and I've been thinking of you. Hope you're okay!

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sasha_b September 1 2017, 23:07:24 UTC
I'm in Houston, yes. I am very lucky that nothing happened to my home or my mom's home, but my boss's parents home is lost and one of my coworker's houses flooded through the whole 2 story building. I have many friends who lost their homes and I am still at a loss for words honestly. I am a native Texan and while I've lived other places too, I've NEVER seen anything like this. It was awful.

thanks for checking in. xo

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