Currently at a bit of a crossroads here. I could end the story realtively soon... or completely derail it and restart it in a way. Choices, choices. What do you guys think?
End it and focus more energy on my new story <--- New story is significantly better written.
Continue it, but as a new beast <--- wont be able to increase writting quality do to the speed of release.
Below is a bit of my new book.
Excerpt from the book "Elemental???" By Reaper
A starry-eyed boy gazes through an aged window marred by the passage of time. Following his gaze, stormy grey clouds shift and swirl among high winds. The crackle of thunder revealing the rot in the frame. If one looks long enough, one might see the lightning surge through the swirling clouds. The powerful energy changes their dull grey to a gentle silver for but a flash. For those with astute eyes, they might spot the occasional dart of movement following the bursts of energy.
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Turning away for the first time in some while, he returns his vision to an eerily quiet classroom. Several pairs of eyes watching him, smiles plastered over their faces.
Among the crowd of black-garbed students, a single person of significantly taller height stands. His aged and weathered face loosens in disappointment. His arms break from being crossed to standing by his side. “Codi, we have talked about watching the thunder chasers in class!” He scolds, “Please keep your attention in the room.”
The boy looks down in embarrassment as the silent room breaks out into a cacophony of laughter. His face goes red as his fists tremble slightly in frustration.
After a moment, he calms himself, speaking out towards the teacher, “sorry, Ray.”
Ray, satisfied, returns to the whiteboard at the front. Turning to face his students, “Okay, please settle down. This is a critical lesson for all of you.” He emphasizes “all of you,” meeting eyes with a few students.
The class quiets down, but a couple groups still snicker and whisper among the crowd. All known troublemakers.
Ray, unperturbed, continues on. “I have no doubt you are all aware of your Elemental Implant Removal Ceremony tomorrow.”