![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skyrimkinkmeme CLOSED FOR PROMPTS,
BUT OPEN FOR FILLS
HELPFUL TIPS
BUT OPEN FOR FILLS
HELPFUL TIPS
>Please post your prompts with the paired characters and any notable kinks/trigger warnings in the title.
>When posting prompts, always remember to add kinks you're both looking for and wanting to avoid in a potential fill.
>When filling, please remember to add your story tags: characters, relationship types, kinks, series and universe (ie: skyrim)
>Our character limit here at LJ is 4300.
>If you have any other questions about posting, visit the HOW TO KINK MEME THREAD, under the Page Summary on your left.
>When posting prompts, always remember to add kinks you're both looking for and wanting to avoid in a potential fill.
>When filling, please remember to add your story tags: characters, relationship types, kinks, series and universe (ie: skyrim)
>Our character limit here at LJ is 4300.
>If you have any other questions about posting, visit the HOW TO KINK MEME THREAD, under the Page Summary on your left.
“The Spring Wind That Blew Through Dragonsreach” F!OC/Farengar Secret-Fire, 7a/7
Date: 2013-11-02 07:31 pm (UTC)To OP: I actually read Stephen King’s On Writing a few years ago! I guess that idea of limiting the use of adjectives and adverbs in exchange for more powerful nouns and verbs must have sunk in. Thanks again for all the wonderful comments. You are right - I have practiced writing for a long time now, and hope I can have a novel published someday. I have one in the late editing stages that I am quite happy with. This is really the first time I have ever posted something I have written online, or had other people read at all. (It is also the first time I have written something with smut, so that has been a valuable learning experience, too.)
***
The next day, Olria felt positively buoyant as she took her afternoon break from her work at the Temple of Kynareth. She walked outside into the crisp brightness and headed for the main square. The day was cool. It was hard not to enjoy the warmth of the sun on her face as she sat down on a bench beneath the large tree. The injured seemed to be doing well. Few others had arrived during the past week. Lately, the temple sent more healed men and women home than it received. That was another thing to be pleased about.
But that was not the sole reason for her barely-concealed glee. Olria couldn’t keep the smile from her face every time she thought about last night. She sighed. Children ran past, chasing a dog. Adults bustled by about their business. Olria glanced up towards Dragonsreach, wondering how Farengar was occupying his time today. Perhaps he was still brewing potions to fill the cabinet he’d emptied, if he had the proper ingredients for them.
Or, maybe right this moment, he hunched over his dragon sketches, meticulously copying every detail he noted into his favourite leather-bound journal. Tonight she could help him, and he would tell her any details he’d discovered after a day of comparing transcriptions. Olria could imagine the man at his desk, hands and arms stained with ink, an intent look on his face. She could picture his sharp, clear eyes focused completely on the grainy parchment spread before him, lips tight with concentration…
“Olria Byrns?” a man’s voice called.
Olria blinked, glancing up at the stranger who’d approached her. “That’s me,” she said. Her lips quirked into a smile. He had a messenger bag over one shoulder and was clearly a courier. She’d been expecting a letter for days now.
“A delivery for you,” he said, holding out a thick envelope.
Olria stood and accepted it. “Thank you,” she said, surprised by its weight.
“Good day,” the man offered, continuing on his way.
On her journey with the court wizard, Olria had found a peculiar ring in the dragon’s nest – one she’d kept secret from Farengar. Upon returning from their expedition, Olria had sent the ring away to be appraised by a jeweller with a background in magic. She was surprised that it had taken this long for the jeweller to send it back. It should have arrived yesterday.