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New time!

I'm kind of a mess -- but a friendly one!

I'm an author, a , and a moon in training.

I talk a lot about my familiar, Merlin the cat.

I post a lot of and for free -- mostly cute creatures and monster romance and .

I toot awkward true stories in

I love

I'm the eldest of seven siblings and nearly all of us are queer.

I'm very awkward but do say hello!

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I wrote a book!

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If you love D&D and traditional fantasy with a twist, you might well enjoy BOOKS & BONE!

-scholars and libraries!
-black magic!
-zombie friends!
-evil necromancers but ... friendly?
-ace romance!

Follow Ree, necromancer town archivist, as she attempts to keep her family and neighbours from killing a foppish, arrogant, and amiable historian from the world beyond the crypt.

Sample and buy links: victoriacorva.xyz/books/books-

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I am excited to share with you a confounding and captivating collection of arcane curiousities to add a spark of the strange and silly to your of choice.

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Corva's Curious Compendium: systemless spells, items and oddities for your home game.

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She saw on TV that ghosts made things cold, and she’d always had chilly feet at night.

So she found a stone with a hole through the middle and she waited under the covers until the chill made her toes curl.

Gently, she sat up, closing one eye and holding the stone up to the other.

Shimmering and thin as a beam of moonlight, the cat stretched and resettled on her feet.

She smiled and went back to bed, careful not to kick.

She’d always wanted a cat.

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β€˜It’s just a pigeon,’ said the girl. β€˜Let it die.’

The boy lifted it with gentle hands. It was too weak to struggle. He could feel its heartbeat against his fingertips. β€˜It just needs help, that’s all.’

He nursed it day and night. Warmed it by a lamp, cleaned its wounds. Fed it from his hand. Every day it grew stronger. And larger.

After a week, it was the size of a cat. A month, a dog. It gazed at him with adoring eyes. And one day, it would carry him into the sky.

In case you're not aware (I wasn't), there's a phishing scam going around on #Steam, in which someone uses a compromised account to send messages asking you to vote for their friend's team; the link leads to a fake Steam 2FA page, which can give them enough information to compromise your account. Please be aware!

Nevermind, he's back. Putting on another video because he's mournfully examining the black screen.

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Over an hour later and Merlin has finally tired of the magpie videos. He's curling up for sleep next to my desk. ^_^

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HUGE smile for the magpie

You've never seen such a slow, deliberate blink

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Someone put out cooked pasta with the bird seed.

Merlin is trying to eat the pasta off the screen.

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He cried when the video ended so I put another one on. I guess this is my evening plan now XD

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We showed Merlin a video of magpies wandering a garden recently and now he's particularly obsessed with screens, regardless of what we're doing.

He's currently watching the words appear in the text box with rapt attention.

"You are the chosen one."
"Me?"
"You. The evil god wakes. Without you, he cannot be defeated."
"What must I do?"
"Ask your grandmother to come out of retirement."
"What?"
"She's the ultimate warrior."
"But... Why don't you ask her?"
"She is scary!"
"She's not!"
"We chose wisely."
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories

Nothing could match her stealth as she wove through the world, employing every shadow. In the trees she would gaze down with smug vanity, washing her paws and whiskers knowing she bathed in utter privacy.

Sometimes her humans weren't even sure they had a cat, but she'd always eat the food they put out and bring them little stunned gifts they always loudly celebrated, waking the creatures enough to scurry away to be caught again tomorrow.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #Caturday

The Curiosity Shop was aptly named.

Despite being located right by the bus-stop across from my school, it suffered surprisingly few minor-based mischiefs. That should have been my first clue.

As soon as I was old enough, I applied to work there after classes. I didn't know where the owner got the stock, but I loved being able to look them over as I shelved.

Right before college, the owner vanished, or rather, somehow I got the title.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #UrbanFantasy

They gave her a pet rock as joke. A lonely pet for a lonely woman.

She grew fond of it anyway.

She greeted it every morning when she turned off her alarm.

She rolled it in her hands while she thought.

Sometimes she painted it with bright patterns or cheerful meadow scenes.

When it purred for the first time, she was startled but pleased. It began to follow her to work, rolling tirelessly in her footsteps.

All the love she had given it, it returned tenfold.

Oh, it's St David's Day! Sending 🌻 to Welsh friends!

(please pretend that is a daffodil πŸ˜…)

Oh! And I have some cute Merlin photos to add to the ko-fi gallery :3

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Some things I would like to do this week:

- write and post 3 microfictions
- make a writing update post
- stream Spore

Good morning folk and friends from far and near!

Today I wish you a gentle start to the week ✨

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