Smoke and Ashes
I like writing, but I'm not sure if I'm really any good at it yet.
I don't think I answered her, but she figured out all the same. Both dead. She held me tightly, trying her best to comfort me. I remember her meeting up with the others, faintly. Those who escaped the attack. I can't say I remember the rest very well, but we went to join another tribe the next day. They welcomed us with open arms.
And when the Veruxians tried to attack that tribe... well, by that time, I was ready to fight. I don't remember how much later that was, only that it had at least been a few weeks. Electricity is possibly the most deadly element you can have, and we managed to beat them back with barely any casualties on our side.
I don't remember a lot of the space in there very well, and I don't think I would have been able to keep functioning without help. I'm grateful to Foxglove especially. She always checked on me and tried her best to make sure I was okay.
It was a long time, before I was actually okay.
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PrincessLapis
I can very often be a pantser! This particular story, however, has been floating around in my head for a while by now. I'd feel weird expanding it, because sort of how I imagine the perspective being of the person telling it years later. So somewhat disconnected and stuff. May eventually write it from another point of view, though!
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ElshaHawk LoA
This is reading like a good outline by a pantser, someone who writes by the seat of their pants. It could be expanded so much!