all good thoughts.
and in my fervor and enthusiasm I forgot to say thank you.
I'm trying to squeeze a lot of exposition about what is happening in the castle around the MC without having to introduce a lot of minor characters and show it.
a pond in a misty rain is the right image for what is going on.
there is a quiet sort of panic pervading the air.
no one wants to speak out, but everyone feels the hand of doom looming over head.
the protection (MC) the people had always been able to count on doesnt appear able or willing to face the threat camped outside the castle gates.
people want to have hope, but dont know how.
soon they will give up wanting to have hope.
I want to tease that out.
tensions are running high - lots of drops of rain to disturb the pond
their protection feels thin - surface tension on water - thin but strong
and breaking
the rain and the pond stay.
*epiphany eyes*
The air was thick with discontent. Her people were beginning to break, like the surface of a pond under a relentless rain.