So in the end, there were four sagafic contest entries I couldn’t stop thinking about:
jenna_thorn‘s, for the weaving imagery: “Tomorrow I shall dye the wool. Not all of it, but some. Madder, I think, and the last of the woad. And iron, as always … Tomorrow you shall join the others to give council, to take council, to fight again.”
brownkitty‘s for landing the ending exactly so: “I already must grieve for my brother. Is it not enough for you that I set a bowl of porridge before his killer? You now want me to make of this a grand adventure? A saga?”
jazzfish‘s For the use of those shells: I had just reached my depiction of Hoskald’s well-deserved murder by Niall’s children when the first shell was loosed.
rabid_ravener for crafting a dróttkvætt so well-crafted it stands up to repeated reading aloud, and I can almost imagine coming upon it in the pages of a saga: Raptor sleek and stalking/Slip from enshrouding clouds …”
Email me at janni(at)simner(dot)com with a mailing address, and I’ll get copies of Thief Eyes in the mail to you!
See all the entries here. And thank you all, again, for helping me celebrate Thief Eyes’ release. 🙂
And I’m going to leave the prompts up, so even though the contest is over, feel free to still use them should any of them spark something.