The rules are as follows: Go to page 7 of your WIP, go to the seventh line, share seven sentences, and tag 7 more writer-bloggers to continue the challenge.
I was tagged by @seidrade. Thanks!
Unfortunately, the 3 main things I’m working on are chapter fics, so page 7 is already posted… and I haven’t gotten to page 7 of the new chapters. Two of them haven’t been started at all. I just haven’t been able to write recently, partly because of illness and partly because of general brain death.
There is one thing that has a page 7, and it’s the weird Handmaid’s Tale AU I started working on last summer and haven’t touched since then. So here you go.
As a consequence of his illnesses, Loki was, to a
greater extent than any of the other boys who grew up in the palace, raised by
women. First it was his mother, who sat anxiously at his bedside for much of
his early childhood, stroking his hair and weeping and praying, afraid that he
would die. But then, when he was four, his younger brother Byleistr had been
born, and caring for him had taken Farbauti away from her ailing second son. As
the years passed she became more confident that he would survive, and allowed
herself to be drawn from his bedside not only by her younger son, but by her
ceremonial duties as queen.
Then, for reasons the
six-year-old Loki did not fully understand, Farbauti took on a handmaiden, a
young woman named Nál who became like a second mother to Loki. While Farbauti
was away, entertaining visiting nobles and foreign envoys, Nál would sit at
Loki’s bedside—sometimes nursing one of her own young sons—and change the cool
compresses on his forehead, or the warm poultices on his chest that helped him
breathe. She would read to him, sometimes, when his head hurt too badly for him
to read himself.
Tagging: @darklittlestories, @ghostxforest, @ikoliholic, @lunariagold, @neveserene, @satanssyn-n-things, @writernotwaiting. And anyone else who wants to do it, of course!
Loki is the Philosopher King 