Christian 🇨🇦 Author | Anti-Abortion | co-founder of @Writeforlife6 | It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all - Laura I.W
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ALT All images appear as typewritten words on ink-stained pages. Sometimes all it takes is one voice in the darkness to bring the truth to light. And then, maybe, it will even be heard.
ALT The usual disdainful response Quincy would have made stuck in her throat. The idea that someone—anyone—would love her when she deserved it from them the very least… She’d never had that. She had Ro, of course, but even then she couldn’t shake the fear that one day, Ro would learn who she really was, and then she’d never forgive her. Wasn’t that why she’d backed down in the junkyard? Being loved regardless of who she was and what she deserved—even she couldn’t scoff at that.
ALT Bird smiled, a full smile this time, that almost wiped away the haggard look from her face. She was suffering and smiling. Quincy didn’t know anyone who did that, inside the anchorage or out. Even Ro smiled against the darkness like it was her only armor in a never-ending war. Never like this. Like hope still burned bright within her, in spite of the consuming dark.
ALT Stay out of sight. Don’t come out. No matter what.
ALT Gothic aesthetic. Caption: An Editor's Guide to Redemption at Blackthorn Manor
ALT Continued Gothic background with a moodboard featuring photos of candles, shadows, and dark regency aesthetic
ALT continued background...Pitch and Tropes: Cain marries Lucy to distract him from his traumatic memories while Lucy marries him to keep her family from destitution. A house hiding secrets and financial collapse may snap their brittle connection if Cain can’t face what he hates most…himself. Loosely inspired by the Biblical story of The Prodigal Son Rake gets the Girl Gothic Atsmophere Marriage of Desperation Hurt/Comfort
![continued background... Snippet: “What would she find in [name redacted]’s room? Flecks of long forgotten blood? A dusty knife? ... The creak of wood beneath her slippered feet did not help dissipate the loud thumping of her heart. She shivered in the cold hall and shielded the candle with her hand as she walked, trying not to imagine the ghost-like coverings shrouding the furniture in each room she passed...The cold darkness oppressed her, shadows danced on the walls, and every slight noise had her turning her head this way and that as if something might jump out of one of those rooms at any moment.”](https://pbs.twimg.com/media/HWSF8MsWEAAh22O.jpg?name=orig)
ALT continued background... Snippet: “What would she find in [name redacted]’s room? Flecks of long forgotten blood? A dusty knife? ... The creak of wood beneath her slippered feet did not help dissipate the loud thumping of her heart. She shivered in the cold hall and shielded the candle with her hand as she walked, trying not to imagine the ghost-like coverings shrouding the furniture in each room she passed...The cold darkness oppressed her, shadows danced on the walls, and every slight noise had her turning her head this way and that as if something might jump out of one of those rooms at any moment.”
ALT Tropes (with character art of the couple in the middle): Grumpy Sunshine, Scarred MMC, Bookish FMC, Widowed Father, Forbidden Romance, Fairytale Retelling.
ALT A beautiful governess’s curiosity threatens to illuminate the darkness where Lord Spencer hides his deepest regret and ugliest scars. “Elly” Elizabeth Avery will do anything to provide for her ailing mother, even go to Rose Castle to work as a governess to the daughter of a reclusive Earl who hides in the shadows. Lord John Spencer’s dreams burned to ash in the fire that took his wife six years ago. All that’s left are the deep burn scars covering half his body, and the sweet daughter he does his best to care for. He’s built walls around his heart and life, but the new governess keeps casting light on his worst mistakes. Feelings begin to spark between them, but even the faintest ember cannot be allowed to turn into flames. Society says one thing, their hearts speak another. When news calls Elly to her mother’s side, John must decide between duty and devotion—freedom over fear. However, no matter what he does he will lose her, for no one could ever learn to love a monster.
ALT A gothic cathedral in shades of bronze and sand, with many sharp spires cutting into the bright sky. The title, The Babbler and the balance Keeper is at the bottom in glowing letters, with a tagline at the top right of "The truth won't set her free... but her lies will"
ALT The image of a many vaulted ceiling, supported by thick imposing pillars and arches, with the words: Desperate to escape the oppressive religion she was chosen to serve and bring her pious but disgraced friend along with her, secret heretic Quincy plots to con a religious fanatic from the outside world into helping them escape. But the key to freedom the woman holds looks nothing like what Quincy imagined, and her lies catch the attention of a man who could kill them all.
ALT Set over a background of winding orange-red dunes under a blazing golden sun is artwork of the major characters One titled "The Liar" depicts a dark-haired woman. She meets her observer's gaze calmly, her expression detached & closed off. Her sharp-featured face is somewhat gaunt, her eyes skeptical. The one titled "The Outcast" depicts a dark-eyed woman. Her skin bears cuts and bruises as marks of violence, & her lip & nose are both bleeding. A tear leaks from one eye, but there is a slight smile to her lips. One titled "The Manipulator" show a man dressed in a neat suit with his dark hair carefully combed back, smirking at the viewer. The one titled "The Survivor" reveals a russet-haired woman. Her gaze is off to the side, her eyes a deep green, her expression calm and quiet. Her naturally pale skin is marked by blisters and scaly patches from too much time in the sun. Her long curly hair is loose and flows down her back
ALT A playlist for The Babbler and the Balance Keeper consisting of the following songs: Iron 2021 by Woodkid Unstoppable by Sia City of the Dead by Eurielle Altar by Written by Wolves Where Your Secrets Hide by Klergy I Don't Believe You by Demon Hunter Too Far Gone by Svrcina Losing COntrol by Red
ALT The background is a grid of four aesthetic images: a bronze-colored gothic cathedral, looming into the sky overhead. A cloaked figure silhouetted against a window, ready to remove their hood. A gaunt- and sharp-featured woman staring at the viewer with an intense but closed-off expression. An altar with lit votives and suspicious crimson stains. The text in the center reads: A girl bound to a life of suffering, serving gods she doesn’t believe in
ALT The background is a grid of four aesthetic images: the parched, cracked ground stretching out under a pale golden sky. Towering curling cloud of dust of a massive sandstorm. A ruined building, the doors long since missing, filled with sand. Russet-colored dunes stretching out endlessly under a massive sun. The words in the center read: Trapped In a world where unorthodoxy is punished by death, lest the hungry desert devour them too…
ALT The background is a grid of four aesthetic images: a barred prison window, light streaming through. A woman, face turned upward, silhouetted against the light. Two hands reaching for each other, one shackled. A woman huddled and curled defensively into herself, the shadows of bars stretching across her form. The text at the center reads: A mysterious prisoner from the outside world may have The way out... If she can convince this woman she believes in her strange new religion
ALT he background is a grid of four aesthetic images: hands reaching for each other, silhouetted against the rising sun. The sundered, stacked bones of a catacomb. A man in a dark suit pulling on leather gloves. A woman on her knees in the darkness, praying. The text at the center reads: But her bid for freedom might cost her the pious friend who has been by her side through every trial... if it doesn’t cost her her life first
