It's not. Curse words are so common. Instead, delve into the character that's being insulted's psyche to find what word that describes something horrible about him would insult and hurt him the most. Save the cursing, it's easy to do. I've only cursed once in my story, and it was just in frustration. Too much cursing, to me, takes sophistication away. But that's just an opinion of a girl who never curses.
In my opionion there aren't any bad words. Just bad intentions. They're just words. I use swearing in my writing because that's how most people talk. At least how people talk informally. Swearing in and of itself does not bother me. But seriously this thread has gotten really off topic and should probably continue in the Lounge forum.
That love is suffering is easy to see, for before the love becomes equally balanced on both sides there is no torment greater, since the lover is always in fear that his love may not gain its desire and that he is wasting his efforts.
Andreas Cappelanus, The Art of Courtly Love
Wow it seems that fantasy writers are realted to royalty! About our history, no one tells me anything. They just don't want to. Its like, they are hiding something, something dark and evil Personally I wont be surprised, considering the fact that my grandma and the grandma before her was a (semi)druid, and a LOT of strange things have been happening around the family lately. Weird, scary and cool Who knows It just may pop up, that we are a arcane family
Without sensibility no object would be given to us, without understanding no object would be thought. Thoughts without content are empty, intuitions without concepts are blind.
*blushes and feels guilty for having let it get so far off-topic*
OK, here's something to get us back on track. Don't have much time.
CHAPTER 2
Word spread quickly about the unfortunate deminse of the three guardsmen. Each time it was re-told, the details grew more exaggerated, until the dead trio had been drug through the bars and savagely beaten, dying when their brains splattered on the floor.
As was fit for the prisoner's mood, the day started with dready clouds. The prisoner watched the sun come up over the mountains. For an instant, he thought, That is the most beautiful sunrise I have ever seen. Then he realized that it was the only one he HAD seen, as far as his memory went. He stood tied outside while people cleaned up the barn. He had the eyes of all who passes by on him; he could feel their glares, as he'd felt for the entire march.
(Got 2 go now)
you know what? I'll just start a new topic for Chapter 2...
FINALLY got round to looking at thins. Stupid internet time limit. *mutters to self* Ahem. Excuse me and ignore my mutterings.
For an instant, he thought, That is the most beautiful sunrise I have ever seen.
I don't understand what this is saying. SHould it be "For an instant he thought, That is the most beautiful sunrise I have ever seen" without the comma? THat's the only way I can make any sense of it anyway.
That's all I spotted in that section anyway. I think you described the his cell really well, no one would want to be there. And the fact that everyone hates him is a really good point for conflict. One itsy bitsy little nit-pick. I think in ch 1 that you use the words "the prisoner" to discribe him to often. But that's really really itsy bitsy nit-picky. I hope you're still writing this, it's interesting, but I know it's been here ages and ages.
It's good vs evil.
He he! Mine too, but the good and evil get a bit mixed up.
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