I finished off NaNoWriMo 2012 with a grand total of 3,158 words. I blame physical chemistry for my short fall. I’ve done NaNo since 2009 and over the past three years I’ve averaged 10,000 words. Once again, I blame P Chem for ruining NaNo (and my life for that matter). For the hell of it, I have decided to post an excerpt from this years failed attempt. This is drastically different from what I typically write. I decided to try out a fantasy story with witches. Enjoy!
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“Sisu died 2 years ago, father. I don’t even remember him. He left when I was fifteen.” Linus flattened his palm against his face and closed his eyes.
“Sisu was my seventh child. He was my fourth boy. I miss him dearly. I am very lucky to have you and you’re older brother Cue,” King Belenus stared thoughtly into his soup. “Well, what is left of Cue at least.”
“Where in Merlin’s hell is Cue?” Linus glared through his fingers. His siblings always managed to get out of dinner with their father by dying or getting beat to a bloody pulp by a pack of elves.
“Oh he’s in his room. Resting up from several weeks at sea. Poor boy had his boat attacked after he accidentally killed a mermaid. He brought her a board to have some intimate time. He didn’t know that she couldn’t breathe air. Or that she didn’t have genitals for that matter.”
“That’s very enlightening father. Now if you will,”
“Ended up that she was a general’s daughter. Did you know that the Merpeople had an army? I didn’t have the faintest idea! What do they need to protect themselves from? Anyways, the general recognized him as a sibling of Paavo. He was my third son, he died when you were ten. Or at least I think you were ten. Who knows, you could have been twenty. Either way I doubt that you remember him.”
As King Belenis rambled on, Linus slowly slipped out of the dining hall. As he stepped into the foyer, he took off at a dead run. His robes flew out behind him and strands of his white blonde hair slipped free from the emerald ribbon that pinned the wavy hair to the base of his neck. He jumped over a group of servants who were cleaning grime from the thousand year old stone that made up the wall. He ignored they’re disgusted looks and snappy one liners about his immaturity.
His lungs burned with need of air. Linus slowed down to a light jog. Moans came from down a hallway to his left. The hallway lead to a set of double doors that housed Cue’s quarters. Were the moans of pain or pleasure? He tried not to let his mind linger around the question. Cue was named after Cupid. He was suppose to be the last child. He was the eighth child in Linus’ line. After the death of Mari, King Belenus first daughter, Linus was conceived. with Cue’s mother Junia.
Yes, King Belenus had nine different children from four different women. Linus never knew his mother or many of his siblings for that matter. All that he had know had come from the army of nanny’s who took care of the Tritten clan. She was a princess from another kingdom and had strong healing magic abilities. The people of the kingdom believed that King Belenus has strong peace keeping magic. Linus had overheard children of the servants spreading rumors that King Belenus could remove a trolls anger with a single look. If Linus was ever asked about the subject of his father’s magical abilities, which he never was asked about, he’d say that his father was good at impregnating women.