The priestess flared her wings in a shaky semblance of a threat display. “My body is not for sale.”
Her father's copper-bladed knife sliced her skin as easily as the thin mountain air. “That isn’t your decision to make.”
Blue blood welled and dripped into the cauldron. It burbled — & soon, he was rich.
AFTERWORD
There's an old saying — truth is stranger than fiction. I like to think that when I take inspiration from the world around us, I add creative depth to the fantasy universes I create, because reality lets me be braver and gives me a place to start.
For this edition of the newsletter, I wanted to take a look at how I do creature creation for my stories. It's important to me to riff off little-known and unique animals, because it's a great way to help people learn more about the remarkable world we live in.
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