There was no avoiding it, she had to say it, for no matter how she turned it, Kerrid could suggest nothing other. She drew in a deep breath.
“That dream we share, that nightmare of falling through a storm, it’s a memory. A memory of our banishment. And we fell – were pushed – from the highest place, the place of divines.” She wanted to hide her head. Such audacity. And she hadn’t yet said it plain. “We are banished divines.”
79 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Audacity
No apology for my outright audacity in using Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt to sneak in a small promotion. I know she won’t mind.
crispina kemp 
Very intriguing story snippet
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Thank you. It was only the first line that I lifted complete. Thereafter, although it is the story, in the original that reveal is spread across several chapters
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Awesome 👏🏼
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🥰
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Never an inopportune moment for a plug!
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I saw the word, and remembered that scene
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‘banished divines’ – what an enticing description, very intriguing Crispina 💕
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The Spinner’s Game is a 5-book series following Kerrid’s quest for their identity and their ‘crime’, culminating in a battle with the whole of human population at stake. I have great fun writing it
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It sounds fantastic 🙌
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Thank you 🥰
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