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[cygna_hime]

So, I wrote some more on the story I'm working on (which is the same universe as another story idea I have with winged people, only when I started writing what I thought was going to be a winged people story it turned out to be this instead). I've found out a lot, which is always nice, like that the main character is a magician who likes to sew and wear pretty dresses (...yes, he is a man) and he has two cats named Clef and Fermata by his twelve-year-old brother (his brother likes music, and Clef keeps starting things with her brother and Fermata is bloody stubborn and holds on to an argument forever, because names tend to be accurate around here) and he's kind of weirded out by mirrors because all mirrors are magic mirrors eventually (and mirrors are just freaky) and his parents own the Black Griffin Inn (their matriarch cat is a black cat named Griffin--I know way more about these damn cats than has any relevance, probably) and today is his sister Alison's sixth name-day (she likes stories of dragons and adventure; he made her a miniature toy dragon which can't hurt anyone and won't last long, but boy will she ever love it while it does last) and the woman I've known he's going to end up going to sort out an evil magician with is in fact his sister Melanie, who's twenty-two to his twenty-four and has turned her dislike and distrust of him (he was a bit of a bully as only a child with magic whose younger sibling has none can be) into a distrust of magic generally, or maybe it's just that she expresses these views when she's home, and I think he has two other brothers in between Zachary and Melanie who don't have names yet, and he's cracked like all magicians which in his case means that he talks to magic like it's sentient, which it really kind of isn't, and also the dresses (not that he looks like a girl; he looks like a man in a dress) if that really counts, which it sort of doesn't because it's not that he's crazyish, it's that he wants to wear dresses and if you're a magician you can get away with that kind of thing, and his cottage just got turned into gingerbread by a stray bit of magic again, and his name is Jeffrey.

I love when stories do this. My job is just to not get in the way.