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Once in a blue moon a story or characters poke me enough that I actually right a few paragraphs of *gasp* fic. Secretly.
And even rarer than that, I go back and peek at old stuff I wrote.
And even less often than THAT, I find something I think was halfway decent. And then I'm frustrated that something halfway decent came out in a fic.
All of this is to say, regarding a dragon age drabble, that damn, I really hope I get another chance to describe a party of adventurers as:
"(This isn't a unit of grey warden's, its)... Elisandre's Traveling Freak Circus and Carnage Show. Come see the wonder of Ferelden! Giants! Criminals! Assassins! Real live rock-person! The world's only walking distillery!"
And even rarer than that, I go back and peek at old stuff I wrote.
And even less often than THAT, I find something I think was halfway decent. And then I'm frustrated that something halfway decent came out in a fic.
All of this is to say, regarding a dragon age drabble, that damn, I really hope I get another chance to describe a party of adventurers as:
"(This isn't a unit of grey warden's, its)... Elisandre's Traveling Freak Circus and Carnage Show. Come see the wonder of Ferelden! Giants! Criminals! Assassins! Real live rock-person! The world's only walking distillery!"
