Hello everyone,
I've realized that I've been lacking in my own goal to regularly post new chapters for quite some time now. I believe that I need some help in this. I am looking for someone to be my writing partner, someone to keep me accountable and possible beta my stories from now on.
Since you already read my work, I wanted to ask you first. If you have the time and patience, I would really appreciate any help I can get. Please message me if you would like to help participate at all in my endeavor.
Thank you for your time, Stina686
PS. Below is a bit of content per FF rules.
The elemental scoffed as she heard the chamber door slam. That silly girl should know better than to play games with Aereon. These nineteen years seemed to have morphed Charlie greatly; Aereon no longer recognized the woman she once knew. How sad.
Aereon sat quietly on her settee, pondering the situation. She leaned back against the pillows. Riddick had too many questions. Charlie was keeping secrets. Where in God's name did Jordan come from? How were all of these strings going to resolve themselves? Of course she could not leave these things to mere mortals?
She could come up with a wonderful, grand plan. She took up her quill again, quickly scribbling a note. She handed it off to a minion. "Here, take this to the Lord Marshall."
AN: Forgive me for the short length, and probably the confusion you have now. Please leave a review of your thoughts and opinions.
