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IV. To Donna’s! (Which Way is East?)

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Unfinished map of Lotta’s world. Once I’m done with it I will also give it a name!

The silence in the room felt so heavy it was bearing down on Lotta, bringing her closer and closer towards the floor. Babi had not said a word since she finished telling him about their troubles and his stare was piercing right through her. To Lotta’s dismay he did not look as amused as she had hoped. Her gaze jumped from Babi to his old bookshelf, to his even older desk, to Babi again and then decided that the floor was the safest bet. She found the cracks in the wooden planks extremely fascinating. Read more…

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Hope Against Hope

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Well… I am not going to make excuses.. Well, I guess I am actually. I was supposed to post a story about Lotta and her friends, but instead I am working on a different piece… *guilty eyes*

There is an Australian writing contest for short stories and poetry that I decided to take part in. The theme is Hope Against Hope and the entries are due March 6th, so I am a bit late when it comes to writing.

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III. The Outcast Wizard Teaching Anthropology

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Rough sketch of Babi, the Outcast Wizard

As he walked into Flinn’s Spellshop, Babi was grateful for the calming smell of old parchment paper after his hectic walk through the Merchant’s Alley. He paused to admire his favorite bookstore, which looked deceivingly small to an untrained eye. Babi once heard a story of a young couple almost starving to death after getting lost in the Spellshop’s maze. Only powerful magicians, usually Senior Academics, venture into the store to browse for more knowledge and wisdom gathered since the beginning of the written word. It is also known as a place where Seniors send their most annoying pupils to have a a break from work for a day or two. Read more…

II. The Peculiar Case of a Spell and the Troublesome Book of Anthropology- Continued

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Sha and Patta, a rough sketch

There are things in the Great Empire that greatly confused Sha once he arrived at the Academy. Firstly, he was surprised to learn that his home nation, in the Imperial tongue, is called the Minor Blue Marsh Kingdom. Not only did they get the colour wrong, there is not a single marsh in it.

The first time he corrected Mrs. Splint and said it is actually named “Deep Green Forest Kingdom”, was also when he found out it is better to completely avoid speaking when you have green skin. Read more…

I. The Peculiar Case of a Spell and the Troublesome Book of Anthropology

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My rough sketch of Lotta and Patta

‘Lottitia!’ an ear-piercing shriek tore through the usually quiet little house. Lottitia knew she was in deep trouble, deeper than in a Dargul’s belly. Of course, if her mom heard her say that out loud, chances are it would make her more furious.

‘It’s Lotta, for Dargul’s sake mom!’ she yelled back, adding a simple vibration spell to enhance the sound of her voice. Lotta thought she could slow her mom down by shocking her with unladylike speech, while she was desperately trying to hide the cause of her trouble. ‘Patta, come on, help me out, before the siren comes’ she whispered to her pet foximunk. Unfortunately, she forgot her spell was still working. Read more…

Finally.

Well, I finally started this wretched blog. Took me long enough.

So, hello anyone who was bored enough to read this first post.

First of all I’d like to provide a popular definition of a word used rather often on the internet, usually in unpleasant situations. According to Google, ‘noob’ is “a person, who is inexperienced in a particular sphere or activity […]”

That is me. I’m a noob. Not only at blogging, but also at what I will use this blog for, which is writing stories.

I want to use this blog to start an anthropology inspired fantasy story, that I hope one day I will be able to compile into a book, once I am competent enough to do it.

Why, would you ask?

I love anthropology (which I am currently studying as an undergraduate) and I love fantasy. I want to combine both to present a world that might be at first glance so different from ours, but that becomes so familiar with its cultural and social problems, so similar to our own. All from a perspective of a little girl thinking a bit differently than people around her and craving for an adventure.

I hope to make it fun for all people, young-and-innocent, not-so-young-anymore, midlife-crisis-people, grumpy-and-happy-old-people and so on.

We will see how it goes. Either up towards the sky or down the drain to the sewers.

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For anyone who cared to read this.

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