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So, sorry for not coming out with a chapter sooner, what was holding me up was of course partly school but actually mostly WMAW. Basically with WMAW I have a lot of the problems that people accuse me of having with RF, I have not much of a clue on what will happen in the story.

This is because unlike RF and now BE WMAW started out as a one-shot that I came up with for no reason. Thus my thoughts aren't really  as clear on it when compared too my other ideas, and I easily got trapped in  a writing cultivation bottleneck.

But then I had a flash of enlightenment, a nice story twist appeared in my mind for the plot. It was something that I had considered before but didn't really have the guts to do, but I decided let's just roll with it, we can always change it to something else if it doesn't work out, and suddenly I was able to start writing again.

Hopefully I can keep this inspiration ball rolling. Also part of my enlightenment involves my posting 'schedule'. What I have been doing is just writing whenever I feel like it and then posting it whenever I finished editing (or rather my best attempt at editing). Thus sometimes I would post two chapters, rarely I would post 3-4 chapters and usually I would post one.

Because this method relied solely one when I got inspired, in order to maintain my once a month minimum plan that I decided to stick to, there were times that I would have to force myself practically at the last minute to write a chapter. And led to those annoying "empty chapters" where I would just claim that I was going to post soon and include a spoiler.

BUT, with this 'revolutionary' new method I shouldn't have that problem anymore. Basically instead of feeling sorry for you moar-moars out there crying, I shall stick to my principals and only post one chapter even if I have more then one waiting. This way I shall have a backup of at least one  chapter that is post ready at all times.

But don't despair just yet, while I plan to maintain one back up at all times, knowing myself I will probably end up in a writing fever now and then and produce 3 or more chapters. In such a case I will consider releasing a second chapter 'early'.

Also since I still carry hopes that the more I write the better I will get at it, maybe one day in the future those hopes will be fulfilled and I will be able to manage write a chapter for each story once a week or less.

Currently the way I have my 'schedule' is thus (in order of priority):

RF: once a month

WMAW: once a month

BE:  once a month at maximum once every two months at minimum

I just realized I didn't really talk about  it in detail yet but there is another thing to keep in mind. I really prefer posting all chapters for all my stories at the same time. This is where the 'WMAW held me up' comes into play, event though I had RF and BE chapters done since I didn't have any WMAW chapters finished I decided to put off posting what I had until my WMAW chapters were done.

The reason I am like this is mainly because I don't want any one story to get too far ahead of the other stories. Among other reasons  it puts guilt and pressure on me to write it and I don't do that well under pressure.

As my main writing method is by inspiration  if I force myself to worry about one story while I am being inspired to write another, I usually end up self sabotaging myself to not only kill the inspiration of the story I force myself to write dead, but also even more tragically the story I was naturally being inspired to write about as well.  

Okay and now some information specific to Reincarnation Flower. Firstly, for all those complaining about the length, pace, and subject matter of the story. Sorry I cannot help you.

To start with, most of the things you dislike are because of a direct result of my writing style, and since I can't really 'choose' to change my writing style, you are out of luck, even if I wanted to change it I can't. Plus, and this is the most important reason, I don't want to change my writing style and don't see any reason as to why I should even bother to try.

This is mainly out of laziness/convenience  it is much easier to continue my own writing style rather then work to create and utilize a different one. It also seems to me to be more efficient to fix problems in my own writing style with it's well known weaknesses and slowly improve it over time rather then having to bother to figure out the unknown and hard to understand weaknesses (and strengths) of a writing style that is not my own.

While I can't change my writing style, I can change the format. For example right now I am mainly writing in first person, I could easily switch to third person it isn't that difficult for me. However believe it or not I can be even more 'bad' at writing when I switch to third person just look at Bitter Blood or Behemoth Rodeo.

For some reason first person tends to be a bit easier to use plus it enables me feel safe enough to make mistakes, because when I make a mistake I can just blame most problems on the narrators faulty nature/biases.

I  am not only aware of it, but I also  openly acknowledge my own tendency to make mistakes. To help me deal with this I try to give myself the space and room to make them.

For example, A really big pet peeve of mine is when an author makes a 'genius' character of some kind and then makes them act worse then an idiot in all facets of their life. My attempts to avoid this often end up helping me to make even worse mistakes, while my characters might be called 'geniuses' by other people  they will never admit it themselves. They also all have loads of flaws and will admit those flaws willingly as well as how those flaws affect their lives.

By having such flawed characters I hope to maintain a large margin for error and thus be able to more easily avoid mistakes.  But having such 'strange' characters often means that just like myself my characters are often easily misunderstood.

...got a bit off track there but in conclusion, until I myself am free of flaws (impossible) then my characters/characterization will also be full of flaws. There is a saying "write what you know". While I like to think I "know" a lot, most people tend not to see things in the same way as I do.

Then when it comes to my tendency to go overboard with the amount of words and such I write, I probably won't be able to change this either, but I don't necessarily think this is a con. In my mind it is harder to add more words to an already written story then it is to par down an over-inflated piece of writing.

One day I may be able to come back to what I write and slim some things down to make it better, but that time is definitely not now.

Returning

(Brother)

After a brief period of time of uncertainty of what would happen, strangely nothing much in the end did happen. Sister, soon after I reached her became nearly like her old self again. Though I was happy I secretly admit that it was a bit anticlimactic for my tastes.

And although Sister insists that the actions that we took saved her, I hold some doubts as to how helpful we were. It could be we had come coincidentally, just at the time that she had recovered on her own and was about to come back out.

More importantly, and more shocking then her gratitude, I was dumbfounded by one of the first things she did after returning to us. She apologized.

I was thinking, as she did so most sincerely, is this something one should apologize for? I mean from my perspective wasn’t what happened to her unavoidable? When the darkness, I was panicking and full of fear should I have apologized for going to pieces in such a situation?

Thinking about this only make me feel more ashamed of myself, and as I believed I had better reasons then emotions to feel ashamed, I forced myself to stop.

I had already mostly apologized for those actions, and had redeemed myself through my large part in the mission which to the others only looked to be a success despite my misgivings but maybe it is as Sister says and I am just thinking too much.

Anyway, when I say that Sister apologized, I mean that she apologized to us all even the really young ones that had still had difficulty communicating in words. And in a direct way, I believe for most of them I was the first time they had actually heard the words of our big light directly.

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Some of them even felt that the despair the darkness was made worth it just because they were able to hear her speak. It seems that after recent events the majority of them had started to realize the importance of Sister and felt that she shouldn’t be taken for granted.

As if to confirm their feelings she also assured us that such a thing would never affect us again and to enable this guarantee she created an extremely large mana stone, to power our mind paths so that even if she left or was unable to maintain her connections with us for any reason, we would still be able to communicate without ‘wasting’ our energy on the dance.

This was no ordinary mana stone, for starters its size couldn’t even really be fully comprehended. Rather than saying that we created conduits to it to draw energy it was more like it itself became the conduits. Unlike an ordinary stone it did not have any physical component.

The theory and details of how it is exists is more complex than I am capable of fully understanding but let me make the attempt. Basically she took the idea the essence of what a mana stone was and used her magic to recreate a purely mental version, on the mental plane. She called it a mana inspired spirit stone, or a MISS for short.

To speak more planning, she basically had created a soulless mind without a body and permanently fixed it in a place that only mind mages and unhatched could get into. Of course she also wove a lot of protection into the construction of the ‘stone’ so that only we or in the future our mind mages could get into it.

According to her it would also help when we would hatch. It was already known by many though mostly ignored that when we hatched the majority of us would start to lose our mental strength as our powers would be directed more into our bodies rather than our minds.

With this MISS or as what we now referred to as our “hearthstone”, all we’d have to do is create some special mana stones and synchronize them to the hearthstone. With that even if we completely lost our mental strength we would still continue to be able to link up with each other and communicate on the mental plane.

There were also many benefits that we could take of advantage of now. For example using the hearthstone as a base she created many much sturdier and many times more permanent mental paths and large roads which she referred to as ‘highways’.

Now when we communicated no matter the strength or skill of the one ‘speaking’ the connection was really clear and easy to use. In the past it was not uncommon for someone weak in making connections to accidentally ‘drop a connection’ or be hard to understand as I can personally attest to with embarrassment, but that was definitely no longer even a possibility.

All the paths, roads and highways that connected to the hearthstone in organized patterns with very high stability.

In the past whatever one felt would be felt by all, when one of us was happy we all were happy and when one of us were sad we all became sad. With the exception of Sister, who none of us could feel, we all would have an effect on each other.

But with these new mental paths there was a principal that Sister defined as ‘insulation’ that would work to dampen the negative effects. Now unless the people in question were ‘close’ together you wouldn’t feel what they felt.

Most intriguing and I would later think to be best of all these new conveniences was the gain of a privilege  that until now only Sister processed and that none of us had experienced before, it was the concept of privacy.

Part of this new system was the ability of each of us to use it to create and destroy new smaller paths for our own personal uses. These paths were so small that only two at most could use them. So if one of us wanted to ‘talk’ about something that we didn’t want everyone to know all you had to do was set up one of these smaller paths and talk to them using only it.

If you wanted to keep things to yourselves but wanted to share with more than one person, no problem. Just set up any size of dead end path that was referred to as a ‘room’, and invite who you wanted to talk to into it.

With the discovery of privacy anyone who wanted to could block the others or some out from interaction if they wished too. All you had to do was ‘close’ the room, break the link or refuse to form a link in the first place. Well anyone with the exception of maybe I and I presume Sister.

But then Sister created another feature that even helped with that. Basically they were small mini rooms that you placed around you mind or your mental projection. Because they offered additional protection in addition to more ensured privacy we called them shields.

Sister liked to call them “helmet hats” she laughed a lot after saying this but I didn’t really get the joke, despite the explanations, how is something having a name similar to its purpose funny?

Anyway as with the paths and rooms anyone could set one up, without skill or mana or mental strength drain  because it was done automatically through the spells encasing the hearthstone. Even I had a lot of difficulty breaking past one, and it took so much time and effort that I don’t really see what could possibly engage my curiosity enough that I would even bother to try and break past one in a situation outside of practice/testing.

Add into that the warning Sister gave against me ever doing so, I would have to be suicidal in the future if I ever so much as considered it. Sister also set the shields up so that they would react automatically if even one of us received a mental attack. They would also sound an alarm to Sister and the rest of us in case of any kind of danger.

I was somewhat happy despite the limitations it placed on me, because it was covering a weak point that I myself had thought of already before.

Besides the personal shields that anyone could manifest, there was also now a really huge shield that would appear to protect us in the case of a more major attack. Sister gave as an example rather than one or two mind mages a large joint effort involving spells and not just the basic instinctual magic.  

Like everything else the great shield was powered by the hearthstone. Sister was already protecting us a lot with her passive skills and spells but as she had stressed repeatedly what if something put her out of commission and we no longer had her to protect us.

It was a most scary thought. I mean what sort of existence could possibly put her out of commission. Seeing my doubt she also pointed out that although she was taking preventive measures she couldn’t completely guarantee that what had happened to make her leave in the first place wouldn’t happen again and the next time my even disable at least some of her skills.

Recalling what she had told me about the incident I could agree more easily. During the time she had just returned and was more vulnerable I had asked her to tell me what happened and had actually gotten an answer.  

“Remember when I told you about our people?”

I conveyed my yes.

“Remember what I had also told you about wyverns?”

This was a bit more difficult to think about as it involved unhatched who were injured by circumstances or some other mysterious form of fate while still in the egg, hatched prematurely and became disabled or at greatly restricted dragons, that were looked down upon in society and seemed to generally have a rough life, and although our clan didn’t do so, as far as Sister knew, she had learned that there were some clans that exiled any wyverns that survived their childhood and there were some even more evil clans that would just kill them on sight.

I once again but with a bit more hesitancy indicated that I did indeed know of them.  

“Yes”

“Well there were a few…human equivalents of wyrns that I would often spy on…they were sort of a comfort to me and I greatly enjoyed watching over them...and they...well…they died.”

I continued to keep my composure (or I at least thought I did) but inside I was a bit confused, that was it? As if in answer to my puzzlement she continued.

“I was sad, and then for various additional reasons I just couldn’t keep back the emotions and well you saw how it ended up…”

Well I had seen only a little of it, but in my opinion a little of how she ended up was enough. Even though I didn't really understand why she got so emotional over a couple of wyrns as not even the newly awakened unhatched got that emotional when they got upset, i decided to just accept it as it was and think about it more later.

Wanting to change the subject and still ashamed and worried about my past behavior I decided to ask her opinion on the situation of my exaggerated pride and the downfall it lead to.