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@nightmaricwriter.bsky.social Sep 11, 2026, 3:09 AM

Favorite Snippet from the original writing of Flights of Fancy #writing #originalwriting #nightwriterflightsoffancy

"Do you know who I am?" Cobrea tilts his head once he's finished coating the dagger in his venom. It's been a while since he was the one clearing these chambers. "Or what my venom does?" Cobrea steps toward the bars, calm as he grabs one, the sandstone crumbling at his touch, the Desert reading his identity. "You are going to tell me what I want to know, and you are going to tell me the truth. If you do so, and what you say is useful, you will be allowed into Animai."

"You threaten—"

"I will threaten who I please in my home. If that offends you, I don't apologize." Cobrea steps toward the man who glares at him with oddly familiar red eyes. Eyes others in this cell bear. "Seems Etria is doing something the Desert doesn't approve of. I'll have you tell me what." Cobrea kneels, unbothered by the sensation of his knee sinking into the muck and grime of the cell floor. He's had worse on his pants than a little shit and urine. "So, talk away. Whoever tells me the most gets out first."

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