NOVEL NEXT Headmaster Draeth’s Announcement #4
Attend, if you will, to this proclamation. These communiqués, oft regarded as idle trifles, small diversions to scatter amidst your day, have proven a tolerable source of mirth for some among you. Yet today I bring not whimsy but tidings of weight: from the 2nd through the 4th of September, my hand shall be stilled, my quill set aside.
You will, of course, refrain from speculation. No, I have not succumbed to the inexorable collapse of the psyche. No, I have not been bottled within a mason jar alongside combustible skitterwhits. No, I do not howl in mourning over the misplacement of a pet rock named Gravelkin.
The truth is simple: I shall, for a brief span, retire from this ceaseless exertion. Though this book has consumed me to such an extent that entire days vanish in the frenzy of writing, there are yet other noble pursuits—stroking the fur of my felonious feline friends, beholding the spectacle of football (not to be called by the lesser name "soccer"), taking in the verdancy of grass as it dares grow unburned by spells—and yes, ensuring I do not, through sleepless folly, transmute my betrothed from Liene into Severa.
On the 5th of September, my words shall return to you in full, unless, of course, destiny decrees I am struck across the brow by a Stupenstone when some training automaton meets an untimely and explosive end.
And yes—let it be inscribed in the annals and whispered in the cloisters—I have altered my penname.
This book's true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.
That is all. Return to your sigils.
| Translation: Thank you for reading the announcements. A good source of entertainment for myself and some of y'all has been treating these announcements as some nice little 𝚙̶𝚛̶𝚘̶𝚌̶𝚛̶𝚊̶𝚜̶𝚝̶𝚒̶𝚗̶𝚊̶𝚝̶𝚒̶𝚘̶𝚗̶ distractions. I have something actually important to announce today though: I'll be taking a break from posting from the 2nd to the 4th of September. No, I'm not going through a terminal mental breakdown. No, I'm not trapped inside a mason jar along with combustible skitterwhits. No, I did not lose a pet rock named Gravelkin and am now wailing in despair.
I'm just taking a breather. This book has been such a big part of my life recently there are days I do nothing but write. Which is fun, don't get me wrong, but so is touching grass, playing with my cats, following my favorite 𝚜̶𝚘̶𝚌̶𝚌̶𝚎̶𝚛̶ football team on the weekends, and not staying awake until 4AM and turning my fiancé from Liene to Severa in the process. Normal posting schedule resumes from the 5th of September, barring unforeseen circumstances like getting whacked in the face by a Stupenstone after a training dummy explodes in front of me. And yes, I have changed my penname. |