Ahhhh so I have to admit I have been working on something, it's a very big project for me.
It's 30 000 words long as of now, and I estimate to be about 1/2 - 2/3 of the way through the story. I'm super excited about it, however I don't want to get to a point where I'm almost done and don't finish, which is why I am writing it so much.
I want everyone in the kyalin Fandom to be right there with me when it's ready. So I'm going to do my best to finish it before I start posting.
How would I describe it???
A Kyalin mystery slowburn
Here's a snippet from Chapter 3 (spoilers ahead)
“Here,” Tenzin said, passing Lin a notice.
“So secretive,” Kya joked, pretending to lean over.
“It's not that secret,” Tenzin said, “two more came forward getting letters, bringing the total to-”
“Forty-nine.” Lin finished. The names added to the list weren't familiar to her. An Earth Republic mayor, and a fire nation general. “Something tells me there's one more out there,” Lin said.
“You think? An even 50?”
“Stopping at forty-nine would be good thinking on their end,” Kya said, “I mean, it would have everyone worried over the 50th letter, which doesn't exist.” She elaborated.
Lin raised an eyebrow, shrugging it off.
“What are the odds they get out anyway?” Kya asked.
“You mean the dirt?” Lin clarified.
“Yeah. Are the threats… real? Do you think they actually know something, or is it… broad enough to make yo- people think they did something.”
“Well we've bounced around that idea for a while,” Lin said, “but I think the general consensus was that… they were a little too close for comfort.” She looked to Tenzin, whose harrowing eyes reflected the anxieties of her own.
Her own letter bounced around in the back of brain, waiting to be unpacked. She had divulged so much into dealing with the case, and worrying about Suyin, she hadn't put much thought into how she would deal with the information revealed by her letter.
What she would do.
What she would say.
She didn't inherently think she had anything to be ashamed of, but there were plenty others who wouldn't see it that way.
It would be career ending, perhaps enough to chase her out of town in search of a fresh start.
If Suyin was still alive, Zaofu could make for a nice retirement place.
“Excuse me for a moment,” she said, getting up. She made for the bathroom down the hall, but instead opened the window at the end of the hall.
Delicately, and with precision, even in her wine-induced stupor, she climbed outside, hanging onto the ledge.
She'd done it a thousand times in her teen years. Scaling the air temple had been a right of passage, and a necessity, when she was with Tenzin.
It was second nature to her as she hauled herself to the upper floor.
Luckily, the window wasn't locked and she got back inside with ease.
She walked quietly down the hall, praying she didn't wake the kids. It was as she remembered. Almost nothing had changed, and a strange wave of deja vu overcame her.
It ended when she entered the left door, and not the right.
Kya's room was one she hadn't been in much, especially as she got older. It looked as she had envisioned. It was tasteful and colorful. Lin envied her ability to pick out pictures and tapestries of varied colors, still managing to make them go together.
First she checked the nightstand, which had a lot of interesting things, but nothing she was looking for.
She checked the duffle bag on the chair, nothing but clothes and towels.
She sighed, looking around.
She noticed the bed was lifted slightly off the floor. Tenzin used to keep… stuff under his bed.
Perhaps these airhead all thought alike.
She got on her knees before laying herself gently onto her stomach.
She outstretched an arm under the bed, feeling around until her palm landed on a box.
She pulled it out, and allowed herself to stand up before setting it on the bed and opening it.
The unmistakable waxy green seal.
The inky handwriting on the back with a clear name designation.
The clear indication that it had been open and removed multiple times.
She held it in her hand, her fingers frozen.
Fifty
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Let Me Be Your Solace
Out on AO3
Lin Beifong/Original Female Character(s)
Forbidden Love, Arranged Marriage
Sneak Peek:
By the end of the night, Ahn was exhausted. After successfully sneaking away from the talkative Poppy and her group of equally vocal friends, she spent the rest of the night sticking to corners before ending up lingering in one of the well-maintained bathrooms on the first floor. Ahn stared into the mirror and pushed a stray hair behind her ear, it was surprising that despite how much murky emotions were rolling around in her stomach, she still appeared put-together. She sighed, sure your parents, or more accurately her mother, would lecture her on disappearing for such a long period without notice. A few times she’d seen Najan scanning the crowd while she stood hidden away but Ahn had neither been compelled nor wanted to appease his growing weariness and frustration at her absence; flanked and circled by many aristocrats.
Giving herself one more once over before straightening her shawl, she tried to gather herself for when she inevitably returned to say her goodbyes to the guests. Ahn turned around and was about to open the door when someone on the other side pushed in and soon she was face to face with magnificent jade eyes.
“Sorry” the other person spoke and slipped past her, a soft smell wafting up pleasantly.
Still in a bit of a daze, Ahn followed her frame towards the line of sinks where she took out a few things from her clutch and began to touch up her makeup lightly. Unbidden, Ahn’s eyes scanned from her midnight black hair pinned up to perfection, down her long pale neck adorned with a gold necklace and over her delicate yet toned shoulders that peaked from the strappy design of the forest green floor-length gown she wore—a compelling figure being encased. When her eyes made their way back up she was shocked back into reality by the same striking green irises locking with hers through the mirror and suddenly Ahn became aware of her blatant gawking and a blush rose to her cheeks. She ripped her eyes away and left.
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