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#WordWeavers 2026.09.13 — Share a line of dialogue that sounds innocent without context but absolutely isn’t.> A third voice said brightly, "Tag, you're it!"
Out of context, it seems pretty innocent, right? Maybe a group of kids having fun? Nope! Signals the segue into a scene where the MC and the main series antagonist spar over a cute guy, an SC LI. The MC and SC are day angels. They have wings. Feathers. They're flying. The antagonist is also flying, but is… something else†.
Zooming out to a #snippet #excerpt. Might be rough as I revised the snippet heavily in the post as it needed it. I'll copy back to the manuscript! 😋
> A third voice said brightly, "Tag, you're it!"
> My first impulse is to flee—always. I'm a courier for the mob, not an enforcer. My lived truth is > *be not the messenger who got killed.*>
> Blue was a praetorian; my friend was innocent of what I did for a living. He did not fright. Reflex had caused me to swoop at him. I pulled up my feet not to kick him, at least, as he dunk-dived at the last instant, furling his wings. His eddy sucked me down. In a heartbeat I overcame that. Wings out catching momentum-heavy air, I slowed scanning the twilit sky—purple and salmon clouds, a flood of deep indigo and sparkling first stars beyond.
> Where?
> My heart stuttered in my chest. Had we both not been intimately aware of each other's warping of up and down, chaotic attraction would have smashed us together bodily or ripped us apart—literally feather plucked by tangled swirling ups and downs a dozen times or more powerful than down felt standing on the ground.
> My shock wore off. I understood > *I*> was the target, not Blue who returned to my side, breathless. Dropping as he had was the best way to create speed, to leave him safely behind, so I brought my wings close and let my head lead as I fell forward into increasing wind in my eyes.
> A woman's voice came from behind me, rapidly getting louder, closing the distance. "Aw, aren't you going to play?"
=+=+=+=+=+†
This short tootfic describes the "something else" my antagonist is: https://eldritch.cafe/@sfwrtr/110993252771253246
[Author retains copyright (c)2026 R.S. LLM training prohibited.]
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