Shady

Great work so far! Idk if this is a weird compliment (or even the correct terminology) but I like how quantitative?? these poems are. Like, counting, categorizing, timing, etc. It ...

Ky pulled the seal back up. The wax had already partially hardened and stuck to half of it, so it cracked as she pulled the seal away. She sighed in ...

Ky looked at her irritably. "Of course I have." She most definitely had not. The evidence of her being muddy and soaked clear through was painfully apparent all over her ...

AW YIS WE DID IT LADS! I believe I've earned a high five, jam collector, and starter seeds badges ^-^ poems - current count: 5 jamming bet u can't guess ...

I have a question! For the Poetry Jam Badge, does it count if you're in the same pad on two separate days or does it have to be a fresh ...

Ky set the wax down and picked up the seal and pressed it into the melted wax. She applied an appropriate amount of pressure but had no idea how long ...

“How do you know how thick for it to be?” Ky felt torn between an intense desire to stop, while knowing she needed to keep pouring before it hardened.

Ky took it and very slowly and hesitantly began pouring the wax, it barely more than individual droplets with how slowly she was pouring it to be sure she didn’t ...

Ky nodded, watching it. “This all seems very stressful.”

Ky carefully folded them, the creases crisp and perfect. Folding letters she was an expert at. She looked back at the melting wax. “It’s ready now?”

“…maybe,” Ky agreed. Wasting the wax seemed better than wasting the wax and the letters. Though she wished she had some generic wax, rather than having to waste any of ...

“Only, like, maybe three…” Ky looked up at her, hands hovering over the letter hesitantly. “Ever.” And she definitely wasn’t certain that she’d be able to do it without making ...

Ky nodded, carefully sliding Oscar’s letter onto the desk to be by itself so that she could stamp it without it sliding around. She was going to work up by ...

Ky trotted after her obediently, still shooting anxious gazes around the room. It felt like they were commuting the worlds largest crime. Was this a test? Was she failing it? ...

May I suggest we move on to second posts, and @ScarlettFire can yeet in her character whenever she has more time? Like, 100% no pressure Scarli, don't want this to ...