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@sayaashrah.bsky.social Oct 8, 2026, 12:16 PM

#WIPSnips 8. “Lizard”

I had “lizard,” but I couldn’t resist sharing a snippet from Syzoth’s short story and the introduction to the lizardfolk (and chameleonfolk) of #ChroniclesOfTheRealms.

If you want to read the first chapter: archiveofourown.org/works/899387....

#Syzoth #WriteSky #QueerWriters

Syzoth shook his head. “You speak of ancient fables, mother. They will not save my hatchling.” Not that he truly believed his child needed saving. But the longer they spent in the egg, the higher the chance it would crack into a lifeless hatchling. In every batch, that terrible fate befell at least one offspring. Too weak to leave the egg, the tribe would say. But his child was not weak; could not be, not when they inherited the scales of two of the mightiest saeriiss in the tribe. They would come out, alive and strong and proud!

His mother regarded the eggs with an expression edging on sadness. “Perhaps our greatest mistake was leaving that which you call fables in the past.” With the claw of her forefinger, she drew an invisible symbol in the air. A long, intertwined snake, Syzoth recognised, though he wished he didn’t. She turned to leave, but at the alcove’s entrance, she spoke again. “These gods some of ours pray to may have scales, but they did not give us ours. They may yet take them from us, though. You may not see the world the way I do, but I know that, in your heart, you feel it, too. You became saorossi not only for your strength, which is great, but also for your vision, which is even greater, if you allow it to be. The question then remains, scale of my scale: where will your vision take our tribe? Our people?”

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