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September 28, 2015

UPDATE: Chapter 11


I forgot to post for chapter 10, but at least I remembered for Chapter 11.

Sadly, I haven’t been updating much since I’ve been trying to balance work, classes, and writing along with life in-between. That being said, I’ve had a nice two days of straight writing, and I have almost completed chapter 11. 🙂

I know some of you will ask, and so I will answer this question:

What is an iznata?

Well, the proper question would be, who, not what.

In Gaitan there are several different languages Sydi (Southern), Deri (Northern), Chi (Eastern), Mori/ Morzi (West), and Gaitish (Gods language/ forgotten words). Every group had their own language, but for political or trade they rely mainly on the common language (what we could call English).

The word iznata is Morzi, deriving from the words elder [ize (male) or iza (female)] and nata (mother). Putting them both together you get the word iznata, or grandmother. Pate is father and so izpate would means grandfather.

NOW YOU KNOW…know…know…know…

Anywho… I didn’t include the rules to the language in this post, as it isn’t really that important. With that said, creating languages are fun and challenging but in a good way.

Now, that I have updated ya’ll I am going to have dins before completing an excel project that’s due at midnight. XD


Classy (Deanna) Canuck

Dialogue Prompt: Scream like that


She bit the inside of her mouth before feeling her attention be yanked back to the hallway they were walking when she heard a familiar, haunting noise.

It was a scream; a blood curdling scream that froze her to her core. The sound made her stop walking, as she turned her head in the direction it was coming from. Such pain were in those screams, but everyone around the hall didn’t appear to notice.

Was she hearing things? Was this one of her strange visions?

“Pay no mind, it is only the prince.” Marcia’s voice was calming, as Liora felt the woman pull her to stand under her arm. “He does this once in a while.”

“What’s causing that?” Liora asked, looking up to see the light blue gaze of the woman. “What’s making him sick?”

“I don know.” Marcia shook her head before turning back down the hall. “No, one knows.”

“So you let him suffer?” Liora spouted.

“Caldor and the others are trying to lessen the prince’s pain until a cure can be found.” Marcia chimed, giving the girl a reassuring smile; as if a smile could solve everything.

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