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L'appel du Vide - Chapter V

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"Levond would have gone in after you, wouldn't he?"

Josephine stared, pursing her lips thoughtfully.

"Levond had a lot of crazy ideas about the world and maybe running in after me would have been one of them. It's hard to say, he wasn't there."

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Chapter 5 of L'appel du Vide is out now!

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Hey everyone! Pausing my hiatus on here to drop the release date for the next chapter of L'appel du Vide, since we're on the once-a-month schedule now. You can expect to see Annie, Josephine, and Levond again on Friday, May 17 :).

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I watched this film in December with some friends of mine at a sleepover. They were scared out of their wits, and I remember keeping them up by goading them about the movie - "Did y'all hear that? Must've been the Blair Witch..." to which the nervous response would be, "Shut up, Anna!" They eventually turned on My Little Pony to ease their fears. Anyway, very interesting to hear how it was filmed. It was very creative, better than most horror movies I've seen. I especially loved how the directors left so much up to the imagination of the audience - that aspect made it ten times scarier.

The three actors in the film believed that the witch legend was real, despite obviously knowing that the movie would be fake. It was only after the movie came out that they discovered the creators had made the whole thing up.

In the same way, there are many scenes where they find things to their genuine surprise – such as the twig sculptures. The scene where the tent is rattled was unscripted, and what we see from the actors is proper fear.

Furthermore, the directors weren’t with the actors during filming. They allowed the team to roam and film on their own. They got lost in the woods several times.

The Blair Witch Project has one of the highest ever turnarounds for a low budget to box office success ratio. It cost around $60 000 to make, and it returned around $240 million in cinemas.

The whole movie was shot across 8 days.

The directors left clues in a specific place in the forest each day, for the actors to find, using GPS trackers. Each package contained written instructions for each actor, according to where the plot was going next – and they weren’t allowed to show the notes to each other. Thus, they only found out what would happen as the shooting continued. And the scenes we see are improvised.

Because none of the actors were well known, many moviegoers actually thought the film was real.

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L'appel du Vide - Chapter IV

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Annie nodded, pulling her knees to her chest. She watched the journal in her sister’s hands, waiting for the right time to strike.

She wet her lips with her tongue.

"Is there any water here?”

“Water? Oh–” Josephine looked around. “There’s…well, a sort of system w– I made a while ago. It’s– it’s on the other side of the neighborhood. I’ll show it to you later, if you’re thirsty.”

Annie thought that the sister she knew would have offered the water to her now.

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Chapter 4 of L'appel du Vide is out now!

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"There's no reason to dilute the real things that went on in the past." Well said. Your history is your history no matter what - these things happen to people and take a very real toll on them even if others may have reacted differently, or don't seem to care. Be true to the past and true to yourself.

Lots of people can’t resonate

With things that hurt you badly

For the simple reason in that

It didn’t happen to them.

When you try to explain how

Bad that particular incident

Was, they can’t relate to it because

They weren’t there when it

Happened and they weren’t

Able to embrace those emotions.

So, if they seem bemused, or

Disinterested, or they shrug,

Or yawn, or say, “I don’t know

What to say,” and that’s all they

Say, then don’t let their lack

Of response take away from

What happened to you.

You are allowed to feel still

Feel dismantled about things

That happened maybe ten, fifteen

Years back.

Other people might not have

The maturity or morality to try

And help you out with what’s bothering

You. That’s no reason to

Dilute the real things that

Went on in the past.

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borrowed my mom’s neopastels and scribbled in my sketchbook 💫

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Somewhere in the distant city

She could hear the

Bleep bleep of lorries

And yet next to these sounds

And at a louder volume were

Those of the birds in the woods

And thus she didn’t really

Seem to belong to anywhere;

Not a town or a woodland;

Only perhaps in a fraction

Of a dark room, writing

At the computer.

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The Legend of Orian Goldeneye Antagonists

The ones who oppose our protagonists in some way throughout the course of the story. All reference images made with this picrew.

Henrik Bronze:

head of the garrison of Saint's Shoal

hardass

married to his job

gruff and grumpy

in his 30's-40's ish

his hair's starting to gray

not a dreamshaper

considers dreamshapers to be Public Enemy No. 1 despite Orian helping him in the past

annoyed

the most morally correct out of the antagonists, just trying to do his job with the information he has

very whumpable, can also be a whumper in certain circumstances

Azura Lazuli:

dark eyes, almost black

age is difficult to gauge but she's definitely older than Jas

blue color scheme

talented dreamshaper

clashes with Orian due to her goals and methods

afraid of Morpheus

has a handful of dreamshapers working with her (coerced via threats mostly)

whumpee turned whumper

Morpheus:

supposedly immortal

questionable morals

elf

the first dreamshaper

wears a cloak of mist and shadows

his eyes are pure black

never truly seen in the flesh

stays mostly out of dreamshaper business for unknown reasons

appointed Orian Goldeneye as his successor then fucked off to his secret library

whumper or bad caretaker (emotional abuse, neglect)

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Yes!!!

When I read back my writing and notice all the great world building and sick character development

I love writing!

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Nighthawks

Nighthawks follows Vaughn, an ex-sailor who is grappling with his acquired fear of the sea and the sea's mysterious call as he faces the ghosts of not just his past, but other sailors', as well.

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Nighthawks - It's been a long time.

Excerpt:

Vaughn paced in the sand, chewing on a toothpick. People taking their evening stroll had begun to stare, but he couldn't see them, couldn't even hear them. He only heard the whispering water and saw that fine line he was treading between hinterland and humanity.

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Two Days

Two Days follows the story of Seraphine, a woman who regularly sees the fortune-teller Madame Ramona to keep her company. Though Madame Ramona constantly gives her advice on the future, Seraphine refuses to believe any of her "visions", and takes the ultimate gamble to find truth when Madame Ramona predicts her death.

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Two Days - Like clouds before the heavy rains.

Excerpt:

"Seraphine," said the fortune teller slowly.

"It's just Sera." She gave a strained smile.

"The fates do not know you like that. Your God does not know you like that. Seraphine." Though her words were firm, the name was drawn out, gentle, and it somehow reminded Sera of the wind blowing through a lonely spring countryside.

Yet she still held back an eye roll.

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A World Without A Heartbeat

A World Without A Heartbeat explores the chilling idea of humanity never existing at all.

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A World Without A Heartbeat - Somewhere out there...

Excerpt:

Somewhere out there, there is a version of Earth that lacks a heartbeat. A planet which is peaceful but barren, quiet but empty, circling the sun as a forgotten piece of rock with no one to admire it, care for it, or even do the opposite. It is devoid of the one thing that makes it ours.

It is devoid of humanity.

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The Empress

The Empress follows a mysterious woman who is recognized as the perfect savior to an empire, a symbol of hope that could do no wrong. But when Benoit, a teenager hungry for revenge, intrudes on a palace dinner and holds a dagger to her throat, she does the exact opposite of what is expected of her.

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The Empress - A memory?

Excerpt:

Igor blinked.

"I trusted you when you first arrived."

"And you have trusted me since. I find solace in that. But you are of old blood, you have a memory woven throughout your veins that not many have anymore."

"A memory?" He tilted his head and leaned forward. Raisa's eyes passed between the two and she slowly grew curious as well, but never dared to question the Empress.

The Empress only smiled at him and went about her day.

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The Body

The Body is a story about Lincoln, a highschooler working on a school project that leads him to discover his body isn't his.

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The Body - Those eyes...

Excerpt:

"Good Lord, man," he muttered, "the look of these guys..."

"I know," Lincoln breathed, "it's scary."

Thompson paused. Lincoln's eyes danced around his room, like a manic patient in a straight jacket, taking everything in but purposefully avoiding the blank screen of his computer. He could only imagine what he would be faced with.

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Run You Dead

Run You Dead follows Jonathan, a racehorse jockey who is hellbent on proving that his horse, Obi, can win a race. Despite the forces against him, he saddles up for his next race with a good feeling in his bones, oblivious to the fact that his racehorse isn't a horse at all.

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Run You Dead - Just a feeling?

Excerpt:

Jonathan stared at the reins in his hands and then looked back at Obi. He made a small sound of distress, a terrified squeak, dropping the reins and sliding his bare palms down Obi's neck.

Cold. The sweat that coated the horse's pelt meant nothing.

He was cold as the dead.

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I Was a Sailor

I Was a Sailor follows Jack, a washed-up sailor who seeks help from a lighthouse keeper on a strange island which he can't seem to leave.

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