Yes, it is again Wednesday but I’m sick of using the same title again and again for WIPpet blog posts so I’ve borrowed from the French. It’s all the ususal at the WIPpet Wednesday party. As always, a nice big thankyou to K. L. Schwengel for hosting and links to all other participants can be found here.
Today I have for you 31 words from rebellion rising. This is after he’s been discharged from the army but before he is shot by his potential allies. Alone, thirsty and without supplies, he is trying to find his way west and to safety beyond the desert. Unfortunately he cannot find the track the army left.
Tasyn’s tracking skills could be best described as abysmal, and so, with little hope and a strong desire for some decent whisky that he pulled his tired body through the sands.