"The Nagging Wife was as she remembered. Audacious, proud, and magnificent. Red and purple silks hung from the ceiling. Whisper smoke thick in the air, the hint of Cifi bud lingering on the back of the tongue. It was packed as usual, faces hidden behind mask and veils, a perk of coming to the Nag. Few could nail you down. Jilna scanned the floor for Kal when her eyes fell on the sign."
I really like what you're doing here, setting the scene aesthetically. I find that my work tends towards the mundane (even when things are beautiful, they're things you could find in the real world). This is reminscent of more fantastical world building like Dune and Elric.
That is one of the highest compliments I've received in a long time thank you for that. I'm trying to pull you in without overdoing it or getting overly flowery.
I understand why this was a difficult scene to write. Not sure if I'm brave enough to attempt to tackle that. Good stuff. Look forward to next week.
"The Nagging Wife was as she remembered. Audacious, proud, and magnificent. Red and purple silks hung from the ceiling. Whisper smoke thick in the air, the hint of Cifi bud lingering on the back of the tongue. It was packed as usual, faces hidden behind mask and veils, a perk of coming to the Nag. Few could nail you down. Jilna scanned the floor for Kal when her eyes fell on the sign."
I really like what you're doing here, setting the scene aesthetically. I find that my work tends towards the mundane (even when things are beautiful, they're things you could find in the real world). This is reminscent of more fantastical world building like Dune and Elric.
That is one of the highest compliments I've received in a long time thank you for that. I'm trying to pull you in without overdoing it or getting overly flowery.