Fantasy is my resistance. Stories are my legacy.
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An elven princess. A world of prophecy, queer love, and chaotic fae energy.
If you love magic, mischief, and found family—come visit.
🧚♂️ Flick insists.
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#Fantasy #IndieAuthor #QueerFiction #Elves #Fae #PatreonLaunch
I’ve always wanted to be the best version of myself that I could possibly be. But the last 12 months have been really challenging and stressful.
I’ve always wanted to be the best version of myself that I could possibly be. But the last 12 months have been really challenging and stressful.
#Eloraverse #CreativePractice #Grants #Hope #Storytelling #SmallWins
#Eloraverse #CreativePractice #Grants #Hope #Storytelling #SmallWins
#Hope #Resilience #MentalHealth #Storytelling #Dreams #NeverGiveUp
#Hope #Resilience #MentalHealth #Storytelling #Dreams #NeverGiveUp
#AmWriting #FantasyBooks #HighFantasy #Eloraverse #IndieAuthor #CreativeWriting #BookCommunity”
#AmWriting #FantasyBooks #HighFantasy #Eloraverse #IndieAuthor #CreativeWriting #BookCommunity”
#Eloraverse #Worldbuilding
#Eloraverse #Worldbuilding
Let’s see where it leads. ✨
#TTRPG #DND5E #Eloraverse #Worldbuilding
Let’s see where it leads. ✨
#TTRPG #DND5E #Eloraverse #Worldbuilding
Got a lovely little note saying:
“We’ve deleted your biometric data.”
In other words: “Trust us. We’re the good guys. We didn’t keep any hashes. Honest!”
Got a lovely little note saying:
“We’ve deleted your biometric data.”
In other words: “Trust us. We’re the good guys. We didn’t keep any hashes. Honest!”
Do not trap ancient metaphysical concepts in glitter wards.
Especially ones powered by mortals’ hopes and dreams.
Now everything smells like burnt honey and regrets.
#Eloraverse #FlickWasHere #LoreMayhem
Do not trap ancient metaphysical concepts in glitter wards.
Especially ones powered by mortals’ hopes and dreams.
Now everything smells like burnt honey and regrets.
#Eloraverse #FlickWasHere #LoreMayhem
Is this like the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow but with… a Spirit of Hope?
Would it get angry if it got caught in a magical ward?
Abort mission. Abort.
Flick, stop that. It might be a broken mirror situation.
Is this like the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow but with… a Spirit of Hope?
Would it get angry if it got caught in a magical ward?
Abort mission. Abort.
Flick, stop that. It might be a broken mirror situation.
It has something he needs.
Like answers. And possibly honey. Definitely chocolate.
When found, he shall stare it in the face and demand bargains.
The good kind.
It has something he needs.
Like answers. And possibly honey. Definitely chocolate.
When found, he shall stare it in the face and demand bargains.
The good kind.
May this season of sorrow pass.
May my words take flight.
May story, world, and wonder rise again.
Let hope feel less frayed.
Let dreams take root.
Let imagination soar.
#amwriting #hope #Eloraverse #writerslife
May this season of sorrow pass.
May my words take flight.
May story, world, and wonder rise again.
Let hope feel less frayed.
Let dreams take root.
Let imagination soar.
#amwriting #hope #Eloraverse #writerslife
I gave everything I had to a recent interview. It still wasn’t enough. Rent, gas, and electric will clear on the 29th but after that, I’ll have nothing left.
I don’t want to sell my PC, Wacom, or the tools I use to build the Eloraverse.
I gave everything I had to a recent interview. It still wasn’t enough. Rent, gas, and electric will clear on the 29th but after that, I’ll have nothing left.
I don’t want to sell my PC, Wacom, or the tools I use to build the Eloraverse.
At the start of the campaign I foolishly asked the GM if I could be the daughter of a goddess. They said “maybe… but you’d have to have amnesia.”
At the start of the campaign I foolishly asked the GM if I could be the daughter of a goddess. They said “maybe… but you’d have to have amnesia.”
I’ve been holding everything together with duct tape, dreams, and sheer stubbornness. But I’d love a chance to breathe again. To build again.
I’ve been holding everything together with duct tape, dreams, and sheer stubbornness. But I’d love a chance to breathe again. To build again.
I’m just saying, if Murgoth is real, the most responsible thing we can do…
is honour him with chocolate dragon replicas. Life-sized. Maybe hollow. Maybe filled with honey.
I’m just saying, if Murgoth is real, the most responsible thing we can do…
is honour him with chocolate dragon replicas. Life-sized. Maybe hollow. Maybe filled with honey.
Legend claims it was formed from the body of the great dragon Murgoth, who after a final battle lost to time collapsed across the continent.
Legend claims it was formed from the body of the great dragon Murgoth, who after a final battle lost to time collapsed across the continent.
You have been officially noticed by Flick,
Summer Ambassador (certified in crayon).
Your follow has been received, along with a slight tingle behind the ears
a sure sign of meaningful words drifting in.
You have been officially noticed by Flick,
Summer Ambassador (certified in crayon).
Your follow has been received, along with a slight tingle behind the ears
a sure sign of meaningful words drifting in.
@stevenbauthor.bsky.social
Thank you for following me. That was extremely brave of you.
Now urgent business:
Would someone of your investigative calibre be willing to help uncover who’s been stealing my honey and chocolate…
@stevenbauthor.bsky.social
Thank you for following me. That was extremely brave of you.
Now urgent business:
Would someone of your investigative calibre be willing to help uncover who’s been stealing my honey and chocolate…
The chronicler didn’t ask me to post this (in fact, she might scold me for it), but I may have found a little note tucked under a half-eaten pastry box.
The chronicler didn’t ask me to post this (in fact, she might scold me for it), but I may have found a little note tucked under a half-eaten pastry box.
Every time I post here, it feels like more than just an update.
It’s a small promise to myself: I’m still here. I’m still trying.
Every time I post here, it feels like more than just an update.
It’s a small promise to myself: I’m still here. I’m still trying.