I have begun the final part of my Hannorcist AU! The first section of Chapter 11 has been written. It's a Tomas flashback as you'll see in the sample below. Now I just have to figure how to resume the present day story by tomorrow. Eh. I'll come up with something. lol
Today's sample:
Tomas Ortega had been living with visions for half of his life. In the beginning, he believed them to be nightmares. He would wake up in the dark of his bedroom in Chicago short of breath and eyes wide. There was never any screaming to alert his abuela or his sister, Olivia. Once he realized he was safe at home, he would lay back down and fall asleep. This had been happening for several months; since right before his mother died. They weren’t connected: his visions and his mother’s death. He knew this. He didn’t know how he knew this. He just did.
Gradually, they started happening at other times. He found himself in places he never had been watching as people with black orbs for eyes would talk to him about things for which he had no concept. Tomas never told another soul about the things he saw. Olivia was suspicious; he never could hide anything from her. However, he hid this. So well did he play his part, she stopped looking at him with concern and started teasing him like before. It was the first time he had ever successfully lied to anyone. That was the moment he learned to compartmentalize. It was then the first room of his memory palace was born. He immediately made a room for his mother. Soon, he added another for his sister.
Day 1, cinelitchick, 1302 words
Today's sample:
Tomas Ortega had been living with visions for half of his life. In the beginning, he believed them to be nightmares. He would wake up in the dark of his bedroom in Chicago short of breath and eyes wide. There was never any screaming to alert his abuela or his sister, Olivia. Once he realized he was safe at home, he would lay back down and fall asleep. This had been happening for several months; since right before his mother died. They weren’t connected: his visions and his mother’s death. He knew this. He didn’t know how he knew this. He just did.
Gradually, they started happening at other times. He found himself in places he never had been watching as people with black orbs for eyes would talk to him about things for which he had no concept. Tomas never told another soul about the things he saw. Olivia was suspicious; he never could hide anything from her. However, he hid this. So well did he play his part, she stopped looking at him with concern and started teasing him like before. It was the first time he had ever successfully lied to anyone. That was the moment he learned to compartmentalize. It was then the first room of his memory palace was born. He immediately made a room for his mother. Soon, he added another for his sister.