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Hello and thank you to Hannibal Buress, Grace Helbig, Patrick Hinds, Gillian Pensavalle, Molly Burke, Danielle Corsetto, and Jack Conte for this opportunity and evaluating my work as a submission to the Super Patron Grant. Please review my submission video and if you would like to view larger versions of my draft page mock-ups and writing, they are provided in this post. Thank you so much and Iโ€™m looking forward to seeing who is selected as the endowment winner!

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You can find images of the sample pages included in the video below.

 

Book Sample Images

Drust sat spinning a runestone and absently swishing his tail. โ€œNothing to do yesterday, the day before that, and nothing to do tomorrow.โ€, he thought as he flicked has spindly fingers to make the runestone twirl once again. Had Drust been paying attention to the glyphs of the runestone, he wasnโ€™t, he would have seen the portents โ€œwanderโ€ and โ€œfallโ€, he did however stop to stare at the glyph that said, โ€œweepโ€. โ€œHuh, thatโ€™s weirdโ€ฆ and eerie. I wonder what it could mean?โ€, he said stroking his hand across the smooth carved surface of the glyph. The uneasy thought was quickly interrupted as a winged key fluttered by. โ€œA wayfly, a secret for me! But if I grasp it, where does it even lead?โ€, mused Drust as he suddenly gave chase to the winged key.

WAYFLY

Wayflies can often being seen flitting about the world and the biggest point of curiosity of is the portal that they call home. Many an explorer has amassed a flock of wayflies with no clue as to what door they might open!

FACE VAULTS

Face vaults keep their treasures locked away within hidden chambers. Sometimes thereโ€™s a wayfly that can persuade them to divulge their secrets. There are face vaults that eternally gaze serenely, those that scowl at passersby for untold ages, and rumors persist that there are those that will talk until your ears fall from your head!

 

SHADOWS WAKE

Shadows bide and shadows lied

Shadows lurk and shadows slink

Shadows stride and shadows hide

Shadows trick and shadows prick

Shadows take and shadows wake

-Efraen Childrenโ€™s Rhyme

DHARKLINGS

Dharklings are said to be comprised of malignant shadows and spiteful dust. They are the Sleeping Emperorโ€™s knives of the eventide. With their hateful blades they come and cut away at your dreams if they live you living at all. They come stepping out of shadows and are gone in a whisper. Their faces the most unnerving of all as they gaze at you with a soulless, remorseless visage. Be wary traveler of the shadow that looks as though it is following you!

 

MANIFEST LALORA (Art for this image is work-in-progress)

More than a good many slummers express warm-feelings when the name of Manifest Lalora is brought-up even when they voice their concerns of the many portents, signs, and augers that point to the foretold Great Unraveling being at hand in a generation or so. During these brief encounters on her way to some grand gala or the gates of her alabaster villa, she merely โ€œtsksโ€ and dismisses such dreadful, such dreary concerns with a well-rehearsed, lilting, โ€œIf we were to cease all of our sustaining endeavors, why that would weaken our great nation, the power of the Sleeping Emperor, and leave so many of our realm without the capacity to take care of themselves and their families. Now most assuredly, you must not want that?โ€ And then she might even fascinate them with some minor feat of magick such as making wisps of light dance about their heads, which often would appease all but the most astute of slummers. Nevermind the fact that the Great Unraveling was foretold as a grand apocalypse that would cease industry, the nation, the Sleeping Emperor, the slummers and their families, and Manifest Lalora for that matter as well.