Category: VSS365

Whenever people called her quest #noble, she had to bite her tongue. If she’d had a choice she would have continued living in comfort. No one wanted to hear that the gods had forced her to go. People would much rather put their faith in a selfless hero.#vss365 #WritingCommunity

— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) June 8, 2021

Having stashed my gold beneath a dragon, her #avarice made retrieving it arduous. She permitted withdrawal of one coin a day and grumbled often of her hollow belly. Her preference was meat also tainted with avarice. I knew just the banker to satiate her.#vss365 #WritingCommunity

— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) June 7, 2021

“It’s a #generous offer.”

Another bank teller snorted, drawing a glare from the toad opposite me.

“I’m no fool,” I said. “The other knights get ten times that interest.”

“If my offer displeases you so, go find a dragon to guard your gold.”

So I did.#vss365 #WritingCommunity

— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) June 6, 2021

What could we say other than it was a #valiant effort? The #design was sound, in theory. In practice, the satellite grid did little to stop the asteroid. Laser-cut meteors made for a pretty sight at least, before our planet was forever changed#vss365 #SciFanSat #WritingCommunity

— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) May 29, 2021

Come, #doppelganger, come
Face me beneath the sun
Hide no more in shadow
Enjoy the sun’s warm light
Come, doppelganger, come
I’m sure it will be fun
Dancing through the meadow
Blades locked in endless fight
Come, doppelganger, come.#vss365 #WritingCommunity #poetry #poem

— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) May 27, 2021

The #wine soaking into the cream rug was too much to ignore. She stood, and the three men with crossbows inched back. One moron with a flaming sword stood firm. She scoffed. A click of her fingers extinguished it. Another added ruby red to the stain.#vss365 #WritingCommunity

— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) May 26, 2021

The armoury was, well, #quaint. Plenty of longswords, halberds, bows. But crossbows? Not one. She inspected the swords and sighed. None were enchanted. Unless she could convince the king to invest in a mage-smith, they would lose the war before it began. #WritingCommunity #vss365

— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) May 25, 2021

The war was about her, and she loathed them all the more for it. They’d turned her into a living #idol because she was born in the caul. Even used forbidden arts to trap her in youth. Now the other island nations coveted her supposed protection at sea. #vss365 #WritingCommunity

— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) May 18, 2021

A #conversation could have saved us a world of pain. No, I mean it literally. The entire world knew agony that day, all because she didn’t warn me not to read the book aloud. Every word I spoke came true, and unfortunately it opened with swarms of bees.#vss365 #WritingCommunity

— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) May 17, 2021

The poleaxe scraped along the arid ground as she spun, a cloud of dirt masking the rune she traced in the air. The dried blood crumbled from her arm, drawn by magic to the black edge of her axe, where it burst into flame. The dust fell, and she charged.#vss365 #WritingCommunity

— ✍️ Gabrielle Steele 🐉 (@eldris) May 15, 2021