Preview for the conclusion to The King's Mice and random crap update · 6:12am Jun 13th, 2016
Tis been a weird last two weeks with one client dropping off and gaining two new ones - such is the life outside a "normal" 9 to 5 job. Still, once things seemed to stabilize again, I got a creative spurt of energy, resulting in completing the story The King's Mice as well as writing more than half of the next chapter of Frozen Shadows and outlining no less than - hold onto you seats for this - SEVEN new story ideas. Some I want to start so badly I can taste it and one of which I spent THREE HOURS doing an insanely detailed outline - which has never happened before.
I am sticking to my goal of doing one new story a month, though I wanted June to be the month I started cranking out TWO tales of King Sombra every 30 days. With a good hour and a half of downtime each weekday between assignments during the day, that gives me a nice chunk of time in which to find a place to park it and write to my evil little heart's content, but because my morning client is halfway to my second client, it means I am a nomad for the day, living out of my car in that time or haunting Starbucks for a comfortable seat at which to park my plot and create. That's fine with me as long as I have my netbook or tablet and wi-fi or cellphone hot spot.
If it isn't obvious by all this that I'll be writing as long as I'm above ground, then you've never met me. In that case, hi, I'm Nyx, King Sombra's Royal Consort and Official Scribe to his Majesty. I am here to set the record straight as to the REAL events during his reign - not the half-fabricated, half-assumed lies the Princesses of Canterlot believe to be the truth.
And for those who have been waiting for the conclusion to The King's Mice, here is your preview. It is live as of this morning, so why are you even reading this? Go over and read the whole thing or catch up here.
And remember to always,
Hail King Sombra!
Preview to the conclusion of The King's Mice - "But it all Worked Out in the End".
“ his Majesty put me off all morning,” Planner refused to wait, ignoring the fact Iron Blade had just jumped a foot back away from him. “It won’t take a moment...”
...as if…
“Commander?”
...as if...they were real!
“Are you listening to me, Commander?” the unicorn asked.
The charred, blackened remains of the dustspec and its tiny world of voices fell heavily the rest of the way to the floor. For some reason, as Tight Planner’s hoof moved slightly, crushing it, a shiver ran through the Commander’s sturdy frame. He who had slaughtered armies in the name of the Great Dark Pony King Sombra, enslaver of thousands for his Umbrum Lord, burner, rapist and pillager of entire nations, was now witness to the callous, wanton elimination of an entire world in a second by the single act of a horrible, foul white rat!
It shook him to his very core!
“So you see why I really must speak to the King about getting rid of these vile creatures!” Planner finally finished.
“Tartarus yes!” Shaking his head, yet not quite getting rid of the image of the mass extinction he had just witnessed, Blade waved a hoof and shrugged. “Suit yourself,” he replied distractedly and moved aside for him.
The unicorn opened the door. Blade caught sight of Sombra’s shadowy essence obscuring part of the room and Nyx as Planner went inside. Oh yeah, he recalled. Forgot they were up to that… Smiling evilly, he shut the door behind their annoying servant.
