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caper_estKiller-Kate and Luke Lackland: 370 words. Bonecold Refugee has run out of sleet, and chilled Kate to the marrow. Kate has risen for their first exchange. New thing found: that when Kate sees Katy's kind of wisdom in her companion, she instinctively grabs that likeness, and uses it instantly to fight their corner with. Which leads in nicely to the speech she is, in the story as it's come true, really going to make.
All this brambly scene is apt to be a lot slimmer in the redraft, because it turned out to be so exploratory when I thought its matter already set in stone, and so the text is full of redundancies and false starts. But through it I struggle to the words that must turn the tale, the words only she can speak.
She knows what Katy is, behind the Good Witchery. She knows what lords are, behind the iron and tinsel. She knows, even though she couldn't entirely tell you, why people follow both and fear both. She, of all people, knows this all first-hand.
Synthesis.
All this brambly scene is apt to be a lot slimmer in the redraft, because it turned out to be so exploratory when I thought its matter already set in stone, and so the text is full of redundancies and false starts. But through it I struggle to the words that must turn the tale, the words only she can speak.
She knows what Katy is, behind the Good Witchery. She knows what lords are, behind the iron and tinsel. She knows, even though she couldn't entirely tell you, why people follow both and fear both. She, of all people, knows this all first-hand.
Synthesis.
