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I has novelette (sigh)
Why can't I write short?
Writing the novel has got me back in the "write long stories set in very complicated universes..."
Ah well. Anyway, I have a new Rahani novelette:
Rahani crouched behind a rise, watching the Freedomer camp. It was a large one: several silk tents surrounded a ring of covered fires, and the sharp smell of cooking spices wafted from several smaller fires on the edge of the camp. In the distance, horses neighed--from the noise, Rahani thought there were at least three dozens, if not more.
The Freedomers had obviously been here for some time: the fires were in deep pits, and the camp looked more like a small village than a hasty sleeping-site, with hard-faced women carrying bundles of laundry between the tents. Still--still, the perimeter was surrounded by sentinels, the cobra emblem on their breastplates marking them as elite Freedomer warriors, the same who had been giving the Pahate dynasty so much trouble in the ongoing civil war. This was a military camp, not an innocuous community.
Beside her, Padarshan shifted in the grass. "You've seen all you need?" he asked, clearly expecting her to withdraw.
More preparation for the novel, I guess (which is putting forth additional twists by the hour, even though I don't actually have a blasted idea of who's responsible for the trouble Rahani is going through).
Posted it at LH, over in the Polish Challenge. We shall see. It's a first draft and leaking water a bit, but at least I got the story done :)
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