📖 S. A. Innisberg
@innisberg.bsky.social
“We are merely fancy dust flying through space on a wet rock.”
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Main Current WIPs:
✏️ Dark #Speculative Fiction Short Story with Sci-fi Twist
(drafting - WC:~700)
🧠 Hard Sci-fi #Novel with Action and Found Family… maybe a series?
(conceptualizing- WC:1,423)
💭 #Poetry Archive
(writing in bursts)
✏️ Dark #Speculative Fiction Short Story with Sci-fi Twist
(drafting - WC:~700)
🧠 Hard Sci-fi #Novel with Action and Found Family… maybe a series?
(conceptualizing- WC:1,423)
💭 #Poetry Archive
(writing in bursts)
October 13, 2025 at 7:17 PM
Main Current WIPs:
✏️ Dark #Speculative Fiction Short Story with Sci-fi Twist
(drafting - WC:~700)
🧠 Hard Sci-fi #Novel with Action and Found Family… maybe a series?
(conceptualizing- WC:1,423)
💭 #Poetry Archive
(writing in bursts)
✏️ Dark #Speculative Fiction Short Story with Sci-fi Twist
(drafting - WC:~700)
🧠 Hard Sci-fi #Novel with Action and Found Family… maybe a series?
(conceptualizing- WC:1,423)
💭 #Poetry Archive
(writing in bursts)
October 13, 2025 at 7:17 PM
Entry 8:
Between trembles the trio locked arms and ran out onto the cobblestone street.
“By the myst, why is the sky… moving,” Zuli gasped.
Running at every break in the dizzying rumble of the ground the trio made it to the edge of town which ended abruptly.
The land was walking beneath them.
Between trembles the trio locked arms and ran out onto the cobblestone street.
“By the myst, why is the sky… moving,” Zuli gasped.
Running at every break in the dizzying rumble of the ground the trio made it to the edge of town which ended abruptly.
The land was walking beneath them.
June 22, 2025 at 8:10 PM
Entry 8:
Between trembles the trio locked arms and ran out onto the cobblestone street.
“By the myst, why is the sky… moving,” Zuli gasped.
Running at every break in the dizzying rumble of the ground the trio made it to the edge of town which ended abruptly.
The land was walking beneath them.
Between trembles the trio locked arms and ran out onto the cobblestone street.
“By the myst, why is the sky… moving,” Zuli gasped.
Running at every break in the dizzying rumble of the ground the trio made it to the edge of town which ended abruptly.
The land was walking beneath them.
#co-opimprovstory Entry 6:
And every year on the shortest night, denizens from all around the world gathered in Kleidar for a celebration of stars and fire.
This year they celebrated late into the night. Everything was perfect, until Raine, Claud, and Zuli woke to the world violently shaking.
And every year on the shortest night, denizens from all around the world gathered in Kleidar for a celebration of stars and fire.
This year they celebrated late into the night. Everything was perfect, until Raine, Claud, and Zuli woke to the world violently shaking.
June 21, 2025 at 11:56 PM
#co-opimprovstory Entry 6:
And every year on the shortest night, denizens from all around the world gathered in Kleidar for a celebration of stars and fire.
This year they celebrated late into the night. Everything was perfect, until Raine, Claud, and Zuli woke to the world violently shaking.
And every year on the shortest night, denizens from all around the world gathered in Kleidar for a celebration of stars and fire.
This year they celebrated late into the night. Everything was perfect, until Raine, Claud, and Zuli woke to the world violently shaking.
Reposted by 📖 S. A. Innisberg
#Co-opImprovStory Entry 4:
Every morning when rays of light peaked above the horizon, the silence transformed into the clanking of pans from tower kitchens, playful shrieks of children running through a sea of grass and wildflowers, and shouting from the docs.
Every morning when rays of light peaked above the horizon, the silence transformed into the clanking of pans from tower kitchens, playful shrieks of children running through a sea of grass and wildflowers, and shouting from the docs.
June 18, 2025 at 7:39 PM
#Co-opImprovStory Entry 4:
Every morning when rays of light peaked above the horizon, the silence transformed into the clanking of pans from tower kitchens, playful shrieks of children running through a sea of grass and wildflowers, and shouting from the docs.
Every morning when rays of light peaked above the horizon, the silence transformed into the clanking of pans from tower kitchens, playful shrieks of children running through a sea of grass and wildflowers, and shouting from the docs.
Reposted by 📖 S. A. Innisberg
#Co-opImprovStory Entry 3:
If the sparse nature of the wild plains was noticeable, the neighboring towns were unrecognizable.
Once a haven for intellectuals, magicians and travelers, Kleidar had returned to a beautiful landscape with towns who benefitted from exports of their rare sea life.
If the sparse nature of the wild plains was noticeable, the neighboring towns were unrecognizable.
Once a haven for intellectuals, magicians and travelers, Kleidar had returned to a beautiful landscape with towns who benefitted from exports of their rare sea life.
June 18, 2025 at 5:36 AM
#Co-opImprovStory Entry 3:
If the sparse nature of the wild plains was noticeable, the neighboring towns were unrecognizable.
Once a haven for intellectuals, magicians and travelers, Kleidar had returned to a beautiful landscape with towns who benefitted from exports of their rare sea life.
If the sparse nature of the wild plains was noticeable, the neighboring towns were unrecognizable.
Once a haven for intellectuals, magicians and travelers, Kleidar had returned to a beautiful landscape with towns who benefitted from exports of their rare sea life.
Reposted by 📖 S. A. Innisberg
#Co-opImprovStory Entry 2:
Yet there were no sounds of creatures rustling through the brush nor the flap of wings in the sky, but the scent of life still lingered in the air. A not so distant memory of what once was.
There was no witness to the low hum from below, unheard but still felt.
Yet there were no sounds of creatures rustling through the brush nor the flap of wings in the sky, but the scent of life still lingered in the air. A not so distant memory of what once was.
There was no witness to the low hum from below, unheard but still felt.
June 17, 2025 at 5:38 PM
#Co-opImprovStory Entry 2:
Yet there were no sounds of creatures rustling through the brush nor the flap of wings in the sky, but the scent of life still lingered in the air. A not so distant memory of what once was.
There was no witness to the low hum from below, unheard but still felt.
Yet there were no sounds of creatures rustling through the brush nor the flap of wings in the sky, but the scent of life still lingered in the air. A not so distant memory of what once was.
There was no witness to the low hum from below, unheard but still felt.
#Co-opImprovStory Entry 4:
Every morning when rays of light peaked above the horizon, the silence transformed into the clanking of pans from tower kitchens, playful shrieks of children running through a sea of grass and wildflowers, and shouting from the docs.
Every morning when rays of light peaked above the horizon, the silence transformed into the clanking of pans from tower kitchens, playful shrieks of children running through a sea of grass and wildflowers, and shouting from the docs.
June 18, 2025 at 7:39 PM
#Co-opImprovStory Entry 4:
Every morning when rays of light peaked above the horizon, the silence transformed into the clanking of pans from tower kitchens, playful shrieks of children running through a sea of grass and wildflowers, and shouting from the docs.
Every morning when rays of light peaked above the horizon, the silence transformed into the clanking of pans from tower kitchens, playful shrieks of children running through a sea of grass and wildflowers, and shouting from the docs.
#Co-opImprovStory Entry 2:
Yet there were no sounds of creatures rustling through the brush nor the flap of wings in the sky, but the scent of life still lingered in the air. A not so distant memory of what once was.
There was no witness to the low hum from below, unheard but still felt.
Yet there were no sounds of creatures rustling through the brush nor the flap of wings in the sky, but the scent of life still lingered in the air. A not so distant memory of what once was.
There was no witness to the low hum from below, unheard but still felt.
June 17, 2025 at 5:38 PM
#Co-opImprovStory Entry 2:
Yet there were no sounds of creatures rustling through the brush nor the flap of wings in the sky, but the scent of life still lingered in the air. A not so distant memory of what once was.
There was no witness to the low hum from below, unheard but still felt.
Yet there were no sounds of creatures rustling through the brush nor the flap of wings in the sky, but the scent of life still lingered in the air. A not so distant memory of what once was.
There was no witness to the low hum from below, unheard but still felt.
It was excellent~
Stayed true to the original animated film, was hilarious, and kept most of the charm. There were definitely changes, but overall I was very happy with it 🖤
PS: the dragons were animated magnificently ✨
🏷️ #howtotrainyourdragon
Stayed true to the original animated film, was hilarious, and kept most of the charm. There were definitely changes, but overall I was very happy with it 🖤
PS: the dragons were animated magnificently ✨
🏷️ #howtotrainyourdragon
June 17, 2025 at 3:21 AM
It was excellent~
Stayed true to the original animated film, was hilarious, and kept most of the charm. There were definitely changes, but overall I was very happy with it 🖤
PS: the dragons were animated magnificently ✨
🏷️ #howtotrainyourdragon
Stayed true to the original animated film, was hilarious, and kept most of the charm. There were definitely changes, but overall I was very happy with it 🖤
PS: the dragons were animated magnificently ✨
🏷️ #howtotrainyourdragon
Beautiful edition and beautiful cat! What is your kitty friend’s name?
June 16, 2025 at 8:45 PM
Beautiful edition and beautiful cat! What is your kitty friend’s name?
Read. Research. Watch. Enjoy the arts. Think.
June 16, 2025 at 8:41 PM
Read. Research. Watch. Enjoy the arts. Think.
Absolutely stunning~
June 16, 2025 at 8:38 PM
Absolutely stunning~