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🌙✨ Whispers Between Worlds

Topic: The Kindness of Strangers & the Silence of Real Goodbyes

Some goodbyes aren’t loud. They don’t come with tears or declarations. Just a half-loaf of bread slipped into your satchel. Just a door left unlocked behind you. Just someone seeing you — really seeing you — and choosing not to ask.

In Chapters 9 and 10 of The Queen That Never Was, Alice finds rest in a place she never expected. Not because someone loved her. Not because she earned it. But because someone looked at her fire and didn’t flinch.

And it made me think…

🌾 Have you ever been helped by someone who had no reason to care? 🌾 Someone who saw you at your lowest… and didn’t look away? 🌾 What did that moment mean to you?

Sometimes, the people we trust the least are the ones who hand us our first real peace.

Not every savior wears armor. Some just hand you a mop, and walk away.

🖋 Tell me about your moment. Your stranger. Your quiet rescue. I’ll be waiting in the notes 🖤

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Let's play a little game!

In the world of wolves and whispered bonds, love isn’t always sweet—it burns. Sometimes it heals. Sometimes it destroys.

So tell me, if the Moon marked your heart…

Would you rather have: 🩷 A fated mate you didn’t choose? 🖤 A chosen partner you built slowly? 🔥 A forbidden love you’ll never have? 👣 No bonds. No fate. Just freedom?

💬 Drop your choice in the comments—bonus points if you explain why. Would you surrender to the bond… or break the rules of fate?

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🛠 THE CRAFT 🛠

How to Write Sentences That Sing

Writing is more than structure. It's more than rules. It's rhythm. Emotion. Breath.

📖 A story may hook your reader. But it’s the sentence that seduces them. One line at a time.

Let’s break down how to make your prose sing—how to write sentences that sound like they mean something, even before the reader understands what they say.

🎼 1. Start with Rhythm

Every sentence is a piece of music. Read it aloud.

Do the sounds rise and fall?

Is there a pause where the emotion should catch?

Does it flow, or does it stumble?

🧠 Pro tip: If a sentence feels too long, it probably is. Break it. Or let it crash into silence.

“Her laugh was broken glass and thunder—sharp, sudden, and too loud in the quiet.”

✍️ 2. Play with Length and Shape

Mix short, punchy sentences with longer, winding ones. Create contrast.

Short = tension, action, power.

Long = emotion, introspection, beauty.

“He ran. And gods, how he bled. Through the halls. Through the grief. Through everything she left behind.”

💥 Sentence variation is pacing. Mood. Pulse.

💫 3. Use Repetition as a Spell

Repetition creates music. Ritual. Impact.

“She had begged. She had bent. She had bled.”

Use it for emphasis. Use it to haunt.

🌘 4. Sound Is Everything

Words carry tone. Choose them for their meaning—and their sound.

Harsh sounds for anger: shatter, crack, scream

Soft sounds for sorrow: hollow, hush, breath

Lush sounds for magic: velvet, silver, shimmer

Don’t just say what’s happening. Make us hear it.

🪶 5. End with Intention

The final word in a sentence is a weapon. A wound. A whisper. Use it wisely.

“She left him standing in the ruins. Drenched in moonlight. Drenched in her.”

If your sentence ends flat, your impact dies.

🖋 Challenge:

Rewrite a bland sentence from your WIP into something musical. Read it aloud. Feel it in your chest.

Then drop your before & after in the comments. Let’s make our prose breathe together. 💬👇

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🌘 WHISPERS BETWEEN WORLDS 🌒

In a world where cruelty is currency, and kindness is mistaken for weakness... Where some would trample over bones, claw through graves, and smirk while doing it— Don’t lose yourself.

Don’t let the world make you sharp in all the wrong ways. Don't trade your warmth for venom just to survive. You were never meant to become one of them.

Yes, the world is filled with hyenas dressed in silk. Yes, decency is often mocked, and compassion dismissed. But hear this, wild soul:

✨ Kindness is a rebellion. Manners are a weapon. Integrity is your shield. ✨

Stay soft. Stay sharp. Speak with grace. Walk with thunder. And if they call you naive for believing in decency?

Smile. And keep walking.

Because the truth is—only those who are whole enough to choose goodness, even when offered blood, are the ones who change the world.

🌕 Don't let them turn you into something you're not. 🌒 Keep being you—even if it costs. 🖤 Because the real monsters aren’t the ones who bleed. They’re the ones who forget how to care.

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🩸What do you cling to when the world claws at your soul? 🕊️ What’s one kindness you refuse to let go of—no matter what? Drop it below. Let's remind each other why we still believe. 👇💬🖤

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✨ The Herald was only the beginning. 🌙 The Veil has opened. 👁 The King has seen her. 🩸 What do you think is waiting on the other side? 👑 Prophecy? 🕯 Betrayal? 🔥 War? 💬 Drop your theories, your warnings, your hopes below. I’m watching. So is he. 🐺🌒

Inkitt: https://www.inkitt.com/stories/1459295 Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/394321919-the-queen-that-never-was

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“You should’ve killed me when you had the chance.” - Alice (The Queen That Never Was)

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The Queen That Never Was - Beautiful Lies (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1541042101-the-queen-that-never-was-beautiful-lies?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=LSAlex1 Exiled. Betrayed. Awakened. On the night of her mating ceremony, Alice is shattered by the ultimate betrayal. Left for dead and hunted by those she once called family, she flees into the wilds-only to awaken something ancient in her blood. She is the last Moonborn. Haunted by visions and divine power, Alice is drawn into a ruthless contest at the heart of the Lycan kingdom-and into the arms of the one man she should fear: the Lycan King himself. He claims she's his. Fate says otherwise. But Alice? She's done being chosen. She'll become the Queen they never saw coming.