Every sound, feeling, taste and scent from the town and its neighbours flooded over her, growing into a full-body static. Her Bodyanchor Artwork prevented the chaotic kaleidoscope of sensation from overwhelming her as she began to filter and focus on the ones that she wanted.

Frix nodded, took one last look at his slinger, and raced back up the hill—towards Mossa, towards the answers, and towards the girl with her fantastic swirling lights.

nice description of the girl!!
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Thanks for the prize =)

@joseal2020 @gwajnberg @oople @relf87 @pero82 @alex2alex @henruc @arc7icwolf + @entrepidus ~ Congrats! Please post somewhere in here to claim your prizes. As always, feel free to enter again this week 😁

Here I leave the publication on twitter of this giveaway

https://twitter.com/Josearteaga2020/status/1556753191324336141?t=V2pXiCbYPF40LcdfmzCA0g&s=19

A bit shorter this chapter, thanks for sharing. Here is my favorite quote from the last chapter. Makes me think of the joy of walking barefoot in the sand.

One day, perhaps, she’d visit this beacon in the flesh and walk barefoot in the sand.

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Ooh I won stuff. So I am claiming and saying thank you!

I will be commenting again in near future as soon as ive had an opportunity to finish reading your updates. My choice could come from what I've already read. But with how things have progressed I think new favorites are very likely to be chosen!

Thanks again for the opportunity and excited for spins!

The sharp scent of the sea found her. The smell of home guided her into the blue light, and her basic senses manifested in a modest room beside a tiny communal stone.

When I read this story, I find its whimsical wordings weaved into ornaments of eloquent expressions.

Truly something I admire your written work a masterpiece.

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This is my favorite part

Satisfied that the connection was solid, June took a moment to enjoy the stony interior, which was still morning-lit through rusted, iron-wrought windows. Some fresh hay had been thrown around as a rough carpet.

It was time to contact her Luminary. She angled her concentration northward. A chain of stones, starting with Wood Ribbon South’s, burned brighter than the rest. One by one, they pulsed and joined in a line, tracing a twig of a constellation up past the mountain towns and then west out to the sea. As she moved along the chain, the sensations and buzz from the rest of the general mindtether dimmed.

!PIZZA
!LOLZ
!CTP
!PGM
!LUV

ign:amaillo-m

Gotta go back with this part from Chapter 5: The Beach (pt. 2)

"They laughed again, and in the spirit of the evening, Callum was awarded a small cup of the wine. Things continued to be bearable for Frix, and he relaxed as the food and drink melted into his bones. Before he knew it, the feast was over and it was time to see their guest away."

Count me in bro!

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Count me in, please

As if to echo the idea, Mossalea yawned and draped her arm over his shoulders. “I dunno. I guess you’re cute, honeysuckle. Sorta funny. You should enjoy it while it lasts.”

Thank you!
@alex2alex

Junelight assembled the memory of her son, stilling the creeping urge to cry out. It was always so much more intense in the mindtether. Uliyah surfaced, all too real. His round face, his mop of messy black hair. Eyes like hers, almost almond shaped, with the tiniest taper at their edge. Nose like his father’s—wide and short. Smile like no other, a tiny chip in his front left tooth. She worked hard to close the smile into something more neutral, even sad, though it pained her heart. June dirtied his face, and imagined him worn and tired and—drown her in Culdur—a touch malnourished. When she could take no more, she sent her own bulletin, and tagged it with high urgency.

count me in

thanks

@henruc

OMG I missed the entry to the last awards. Alright, I'll get in soon :)
My entry is still

“I’ll do a quick check now and a deeper one later,” she said, keeping her voice hushed. “No anomalies with the mindtether since the pyre?”
“None. Everything seems okay. But better safe than sorry,” said Vik.

It was time to contact her Luminary. She angled her concentration northward. A chain of stones, starting with Wood Ribbon South’s, burned brighter than the rest. One by one, they pulsed and joined in a line, tracing a twig of a constellation up past the mountain towns and then west out to the sea. As she moved along the chain, the sensations and buzz from the rest of the general mindtether dimmed.

:)

I'm on chapter 3.1 . I like how you manage a large cast of characters in scenes like this where a lot is happening. I get good cinematic imagery when reading.

The older man’s lip curled, and he sighed out his nose. He walked past, shoulder coming a hair’s breath from smacking into Frix’s. He stood by the river bank. There were no more hunks of wood to be seen. Mossa rolled her eyes.

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The sharp scent of the sea found her. The smell of home guided her into the blue light, and her basic senses manifested in a modest room beside a tiny communal stone.

My nose tingled as I read this and just about smelt the ocean myself.

Thank you for the giveaway! ❤️

Sparky’s tough and old, but that won’t stop something really hungry. I’m fat and old; much tastier. Neither of us can get up a tree like we used to, ain’t that right Sparky?

Count me in! Ty 🙏
ign: @pero82

“No way,” said Zoey-Lee, bug eyed. “You went around the other side of the world?”

This one definitely has me curious!!!

You flirting with me shoot leader. Thanks for the chance.IGN chaosbug !PIZZA !PGM

“Trees don’t talk!” said Zoey.
@redeculous
Thanks for the giveaway!

A way to curate quality content.

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“Bring more of that wine back too,” said Mill.
Thank you.

@redco

“Sometimes. Well, actually I might have dreamed that you were racing the cart… but that might have been what I was thinking about before I fell asleep. Hard to tell.”

good luck splinters
@ecto1337

As a Splinderlands player myself I can't miss this one :)

My quote this time is from "Chapter 10: The Mindtether - Part 1".

As soon as I red it, I knew it would have been one of my chosen quotes!

The temple flew from June, exploding away at every angle, trailing brilliant purple jets. The jets dissolved into a stormy cloud of twinkling red sparks, each one the centre of a web of filaments. The little strands filled the whole world, creating a fuzzy pink backdrop. She floated, free of physical form, nothing but her two blue crystals. She orbited one of the sparks: the big bright one that stood for Wood Ribbon South.

What I like most is the progression between one colour and the others, which creates a beatiful (mental) image of the scene.

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My line favorite:

After a few conversations (and a pint or two), the tension melted away and the crowd seemed to accept the Culdurian oddity. Overall, she pegged the vibes as more cautious than leery. Recent events with the Falsesparkers had some people on edge, and the pyre-lightning still haunted a score of memories.

@joseal2020

“We’re still a go. Adjustments as follows,” she said. “We take the Rainroot back to the sparkcamp. On my mark, set the rockpunch to one fifth time, jump, swim like an eel.”

Count me in thank you!

“You can never be too careful, Mossa,” June said, keeping her gaze level. She knelt down by the roots of the tree, pretending to be interested in a clump of dim, glowing mushrooms. She extended her senses, scanning for any nearby crystals. They were clear.

Shared over twitter ! 🚀

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Short delay on processing this contest—I'll be preoccupied with plans when the payout ticks over. So it might be tomorrow when I'm able to announce winners. Thanks for understanding :)