Last week, the challenge was to build a character, offer them up as a prompt for this week. I offered up Nove, a Death Companion of sorts. This week, I run with a Specialist and spin some wordery on the order of 2000.

I had a hard time shutting up about Diandra, but it's good to revisit a breakdown. I'm still happily surprised with how much this story has stuck with me. It's always going to have a sentimental spot in muh wee scrunched half Scot heart.