K. S. Dearsley
@ksdearsley.bsky.social
Everyone has a hidden talent. Mine's doing nothing. When I'm not practising it, I write speculative fiction.
"I'm not the most dedicated attender at temple, but I don't consider myself no 'evil'. That's when I says to my lad–'We'd better make a dash for it, Son. Don't want to get caught up in no army–whether they be priests or soldiers–not unless we've got boots to sell 'em.'" #WIPSnips
November 29, 2025 at 5:16 PM
"I'm not the most dedicated attender at temple, but I don't consider myself no 'evil'. That's when I says to my lad–'We'd better make a dash for it, Son. Don't want to get caught up in no army–whether they be priests or soldiers–not unless we've got boots to sell 'em.'" #WIPSnips
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November 28, 2025 at 8:02 PM
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November 29, 2025 at 4:00 PM
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The firefish school around them, ablaze and swimming through the night air.
“Will they hurt us?” Ian asks.
“Not intentionally,” Mula says, “but we’re trapped ‘till dawn. We’ll have to camp here.”
The young witch sits beside the squire. “But, what handsome company.”
#SciFanSat #vss #sff
“Will they hurt us?” Ian asks.
“Not intentionally,” Mula says, “but we’re trapped ‘till dawn. We’ll have to camp here.”
The young witch sits beside the squire. “But, what handsome company.”
#SciFanSat #vss #sff
November 29, 2025 at 12:34 PM
The firefish school around them, ablaze and swimming through the night air.
“Will they hurt us?” Ian asks.
“Not intentionally,” Mula says, “but we’re trapped ‘till dawn. We’ll have to camp here.”
The young witch sits beside the squire. “But, what handsome company.”
#SciFanSat #vss #sff
“Will they hurt us?” Ian asks.
“Not intentionally,” Mula says, “but we’re trapped ‘till dawn. We’ll have to camp here.”
The young witch sits beside the squire. “But, what handsome company.”
#SciFanSat #vss #sff
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AVAILABLE NOW: The latest issue of #SciFanSat Magazine is ablaze with talent and hot off the presses at scifansat.com! Enjoy sizzling speculative stories of Science Fiction, Fantasy, and More!
We light a signal fire of thanks to all our contributing #SFF authors, and the readers just like you!
We light a signal fire of thanks to all our contributing #SFF authors, and the readers just like you!
November 29, 2025 at 2:52 PM
AVAILABLE NOW: The latest issue of #SciFanSat Magazine is ablaze with talent and hot off the presses at scifansat.com! Enjoy sizzling speculative stories of Science Fiction, Fantasy, and More!
We light a signal fire of thanks to all our contributing #SFF authors, and the readers just like you!
We light a signal fire of thanks to all our contributing #SFF authors, and the readers just like you!
That time of day when the yellowing sky gives way to impenetrable dark in the woods; when every tree has a face, and roots grasp at your ankles like uneasy corpses trying to escape the grave. Why should the trees that rustled greetings in the sparkling day turn hostile when it fades? #vss365
November 25, 2025 at 5:42 PM
That time of day when the yellowing sky gives way to impenetrable dark in the woods; when every tree has a face, and roots grasp at your ankles like uneasy corpses trying to escape the grave. Why should the trees that rustled greetings in the sparkling day turn hostile when it fades? #vss365
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Not many of these ... here's one from my #DarkFantasy Death & the Dreamer. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy
November 25, 2025 at 2:26 PM
Not many of these ... here's one from my #DarkFantasy Death & the Dreamer. #WIPSnips #WIP #AmWriting #WritingPrompts #Writers #Writing #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #Fantasy
Only the top of the vertical marker stone caught the sun, turning its mottled grey surface a warm honey.
Darian walked around it. "I admit it's impressive to look at, but what makes you think it's so special?"
"Touch it," Lar said. #WIPSnips
Darian walked around it. "I admit it's impressive to look at, but what makes you think it's so special?"
"Touch it," Lar said. #WIPSnips
November 20, 2025 at 6:03 PM
Only the top of the vertical marker stone caught the sun, turning its mottled grey surface a warm honey.
Darian walked around it. "I admit it's impressive to look at, but what makes you think it's so special?"
"Touch it," Lar said. #WIPSnips
Darian walked around it. "I admit it's impressive to look at, but what makes you think it's so special?"
"Touch it," Lar said. #WIPSnips
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November 19, 2025 at 3:52 PM
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Over on FB it seemed everybody I knew was suffering from some potentially fatal illness. I'm pretty miserable, but as far as I know my only fatal disease is being 85 years old. I can eat whatever I want, talk, argue, get mad, I'm just am not allowed to have any peace.
November 20, 2025 at 4:44 PM
Over on FB it seemed everybody I knew was suffering from some potentially fatal illness. I'm pretty miserable, but as far as I know my only fatal disease is being 85 years old. I can eat whatever I want, talk, argue, get mad, I'm just am not allowed to have any peace.
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November 20, 2025 at 5:06 PM
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November 20 #WIPsnips – “special”
Ah, mud season. A glorious time of the year in northern New England. Lainey’s stuck in more than just physical gloop, though, and there’s no better place for her to seek clarity than Carter’s Woods. A snip from “This Ends Now” which is with my betas right now!
Ah, mud season. A glorious time of the year in northern New England. Lainey’s stuck in more than just physical gloop, though, and there’s no better place for her to seek clarity than Carter’s Woods. A snip from “This Ends Now” which is with my betas right now!
November 20, 2025 at 5:26 PM
November 20 #WIPsnips – “special”
Ah, mud season. A glorious time of the year in northern New England. Lainey’s stuck in more than just physical gloop, though, and there’s no better place for her to seek clarity than Carter’s Woods. A snip from “This Ends Now” which is with my betas right now!
Ah, mud season. A glorious time of the year in northern New England. Lainey’s stuck in more than just physical gloop, though, and there’s no better place for her to seek clarity than Carter’s Woods. A snip from “This Ends Now” which is with my betas right now!
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November 20, 2025 at 9:04 AM
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The #reality settled over her slowly, like dusk swallowing the last color from the sky. No matter how many conversations they shared, no matter how many almost-moments she tried to weave into something more, the truth remained: the story of them existed only in her imagination. #vss365
November 18, 2025 at 4:49 PM
Her room, number 531,was halfway down a long, featureless corridor. Opposite it was number 513. The opportunity to make a mistake was obvious–and tempting. #vss365
November 13, 2025 at 5:49 PM
Her room, number 531,was halfway down a long, featureless corridor. Opposite it was number 513. The opportunity to make a mistake was obvious–and tempting. #vss365
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666 is not the number of THE beast. We just think it is because of a scribal error from a manuscript with messy handwriting. It’s actually the number of A beast. There are thousands more. Number 1347 is particularly terrifying. It makes 666 look like a puppy. #vss365
November 13, 2025 at 1:50 PM
666 is not the number of THE beast. We just think it is because of a scribal error from a manuscript with messy handwriting. It’s actually the number of A beast. There are thousands more. Number 1347 is particularly terrifying. It makes 666 look like a puppy. #vss365
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From Carpathians II. Little flashback to the not so good ol days...
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
November 13, 2025 at 4:29 PM
From Carpathians II. Little flashback to the not so good ol days...
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
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Frosus shrugged. “Think so, but that’s human secrets. Nobody knows how to build those things or how they work. There’s the wind-catchers, the steerer-thing, the star-finder, and there are at least a dozen other secrets we’d need to build a human sea-crosser.”
#WIPSnips #MarchToTheFirstGod
#WIPSnips #MarchToTheFirstGod
November 13, 2025 at 10:26 AM
Frosus shrugged. “Think so, but that’s human secrets. Nobody knows how to build those things or how they work. There’s the wind-catchers, the steerer-thing, the star-finder, and there are at least a dozen other secrets we’d need to build a human sea-crosser.”
#WIPSnips #MarchToTheFirstGod
#WIPSnips #MarchToTheFirstGod
"They go into the provinces and step down hard on any practices don't suit their rules. Say that backsliders like me are the cause of the trouble and must be 'brought back to the fold'. Now, I'm not the most dedicated attender at temple, but I don't consider myself no 'evil'." #WIPSnips
September 16, 2025 at 5:07 PM
"They go into the provinces and step down hard on any practices don't suit their rules. Say that backsliders like me are the cause of the trouble and must be 'brought back to the fold'. Now, I'm not the most dedicated attender at temple, but I don't consider myself no 'evil'." #WIPSnips