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Itinerant Songster
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: The Edge of Faerie
Posts: 7,066
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Glad to have you back again, Helen.
![]() What a flippin' crazy story this has been, and almost completely because while I was de facto leader, I totally goofed up the geography, and we're dealing with the results of that. ![]() What did we establish? That we entered the mountains between the 2nd and 3rd beacon hills? If so, we come out of the White Mountains above the sources of the River Gilraen. Did we talk about that before? Or were we supposed to be near Erech? Either way, we're not that close to the great water. In either case it's about a day's boat ride downstream to the Bay of Belfalas. |
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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'K, I posted Indil's game, though not entirely how I originally intended. This can be taken any way you deem interesting.
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Join Date: Jan 2002
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I'm interested in taking this in at least two ways at once: as an imaginative game of "what does Indil want", or of "does Indil have second sight?", and perhaps something else too.
I like how this can work as a means of narrating the rescue attempt, and how the others find Indil and Raefindan. I like this! Quite an imaginative trick, there. I'll try to find time to post soon. |
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Except I started writing and realized it simply didn't work (and I had no mind for song writing), and that I don't want Indil to know about her past. At least not yet. It's as if a barrier rose the second her parents died and sealed her past away from her. As if she's always been under the protection of our group. She has absolutely no awareness beyond bad dreams that terrible things have happened to her. So I needed a plausible game for any small child to play, regardless of who taught it to them. This rock is going to be this, and that rock is going to be that, and they're going to interact. Anything we write as being surreal about it will be as apparent to her as the abnormality of conversing with dead people and distant Elves: she won't think a thing of it. It's my favorite aspect of childhood: the ability to believe and to imagine, the complete lack of awareness that something might not be what it is. The innocence of it. Indil is who or what she is, and is blissfully ignorant that she might indeed be very special. In any case... the key point, now that I've rambled, is that I like the idea of narrating the others through Indil's game, provided nobody minds... It provides me the bliss or writing a small child's clarity and the imaginative freeplay of writing the supernatural in a very matter of fact manner. And it's convenient...
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Itinerant Songster
Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: The Edge of Faerie
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The only way I can think to make this work is to do a PM post, because it requires a constant back and forth conversation, at least the way I'm thinking of it. If you can think of another way, please inspire me by telling it to me. In the meantime, I'll start a PM post.
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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PM post is fine with me.
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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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PM co-post is up.
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