So… Tori’s grandmother was a big fan of The Art of War.
Was something of a legend among the folks who trade between the stars.
Today was a fun day, as story bits came out of the woodwork at me, including a conspiracy of potentially biggish proportions.
After a couple of writing days where the story felt like it was meandering (this is the stuff you generally end up doing massive revision on), today’s words flew, and brought with them a new piece of the magic I need the world to have.
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