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My presence here is nothing new, some of you may know me as Raven, others as Kaius, and one particular potato refers to me as Klaus … all that being said, I will be henceforth writing under the name Raven V. Noir.

I started this year with the intention of finishing draft 2.0 of the Ashes to Ashes formerly Game Over trilogy but a lot of unexpected obstacles stood in my way, so that will become next year’s problem, followed by plans to flesh-out the plot of Mourn the Day and get to work on finishing the draft for that. As usual, I am bound to be hit with more aforementioned obstacles as well as getting distracted by new wip ideas or sucked back into old ones.

Information on a handful of my projects can be found below, most if not all of which are coauthored by @rhysweston, and a few feature characters from @reininginthefirewriting

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game

Rem considers the offer. Grabs his crayon and jots an X in the center of the board. They’re three tied games in when Oliver returns to the table with a quick glance between the two of them, steaming coffee pot in one hand and a menu in the other.

lost

He doesn’t get the chance to tell her she’s wrong, because the bathroom door swings open and Oli’s there and on Rem the second their gazes meet. Arms winding around his waist and drawing him in for a tight hug that feels like childhood and lost time.

hope

“Oli,” he croaks, voice caught somewhere in a state of relief and denial, pain and hope. 

friend

It’s a fact he knows only because Ziggy warned him years ago that if a fight ever turns so violent he finds himself stabbed: don’t remove the weapon. Then shook her head in disappointment because “I can’t believe I’m actually having to say this to someone, this’s the sorta shit I read in books, not the kinda thing I thought I’d ever say to a friend.”

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