Title: Daybreak, 2/(30?)
Wordcount: 1293
Warnings: None for this chapter.
Notes: I fail at wordcount. >: And I've fallen SO far behind... Aaargh. BAD BIRTHDAY, BEING AT THE BEGINNING OF THE MONTH, GIVING ME PHOENIX WRIGHT AND PRISMACOLORS.

The first 400 words are drabbles, as a challenge/motivation to myself.

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1.

Marak loved this city, loved its people, loved its market, loved the blue-grey ocean surrounded by yellow-grey cliffs, loved the yellow-grey cliffs crowded with yellow-grey stone buildings and small driftwood-white houses. Marak loved this city, more than he could say.

But it had never been a home for him. Even as a child, he had looked for something more to his life than this place, huge and busy though it might have been-- and as he grew towards adulthood, he thought he had found that "something" in the castle guard. He hadn't, though; perhaps he shared that with Prince Zariak.

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Title: Daybreak, 1/(30?)
Wordcount: 1749
Warnings: None for this chapter.
Notes: NANOHMYGOD.

Excuse me while I pass out from stress. On the first day. OH GOD.

I think I've figured out why this starts on Nov. 1-- first off, to kill me before my birthday (Nov. 3), and secondly, so authors will have a large supply of Halloween candy at their disposal, to consume while they're too busy to do things like make breakfast or eat lunch.

This took me twelve hours to write. At the same time, I managed 226 words of fanfiction, one hour of television, about five cups of tea that cooled too quickly, and more fun-sized candy bars than my waistline wants to think about.

... tomorrow, I have three classes in the morning.

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