RS, Author, Novelist, Prosaist<blockquote><p><a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/WritersCoffeeClub" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>WritersCoffeeClub</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/WCC" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>WCC</span></a> 2025.07.28 — How do you write sensory experiences that fall beyond the the usual five? Give an example.</p></blockquote><p>I don't have a formula, but I do have an imagination! So… incoming candy. In this excerpt, Streak Carryingaton is a day angel and for verisimilitude, let's call him a senior in high school. Very human, but with wings that allow him to do <em>things,</em> which you can intuit as "magic" for the sake of the passage. To understand the proprioception in the last paragraphs, there's some setup necessary. Think of the "She," the "Her," and the "Director" mentioned as a "Queen," who not only teaches "magic," but whose libido has focused on Streak. CW: Light innuendo ahead.</p><blockquote><p>I hefted the leather harness lined with angelic down—by the blue and red color likely Rainy Day's own—on the underside. So soft!</p><p><em>Like my skull.</em> I'd been stupid, but events followed events. Thorn had initiated. I'd had to win the game. </p><p>"Flap it all," I said, but had to admit I was having fun, and this tack and harness! Thread-like copper and silver wires glittered: waveguides likely molecularly grown into the structure. "I really want this rig. It's hers?"</p><p>"You forget everything belongs to her? You're its new steward."</p><p>"Wow. I must be doing something right."</p><p>I noticed a few knowing smirks in the gathering crowd of day and night angel women. </p><p><em>Maybe I am doing something right, and of that I am proud.</em> I quickly laid out the tack, gave it the proper preflight, inspected the double-length van, then the load. He'd not balanced some iron grill ovens properly. Brother Cloud probably'd not done commercial cargo work. I knew my weight capacities and my wing tension transmission vectors, so I adjusted the lading for that. I valued the rare occasions I got to pull. Ours was a warehousing facility, but our contracts included local delivery and short hops into the mountains away from rail lines and saint ways. I gave the thumbs up. I ignored some clapping from the women, and the few hoots and whistles of approval that often hid a more passionate agenda.</p><p>Cloud Dancer nudged me. "Don't worry. The Director told them they can only shop, not buy." He slapped my rear, chuckling; my face heated as he helped me with the harness. I really wasn't that nice looking, not like he was, but the women approved, apparently. I had a lot to learn that Mens' Studies class didn't address.</p><p>The instant I buckled it all together and I unfurled my wings, an expansive feeling overcame me, like I'd grown in height and wingspan. The women cleared to the radius the angelic sensed intuitively. Were I one of Thorns' sprites, my tentative flaps would flush liquid light to splash the pavement beside me, whilst washing back and cresting over the van, causing it to glow brightly. It was exactly the feeling of taking a stick and sensing as you touched something with the end as if it were your finger. The van became part of my body. In my mind, I'd grown from a wren to a hawk. It was equal parts imagination and feedback through the tack and my wings. I could now reach out with my longest primary and tap the planter across the courtyard that I'd nearly dashed into earlier. I did.</p><p>The shrubs there rustled and leaves spiraled up on an eddy.</p></blockquote><p>[Author retains copyright (c)2025 R.S.]</p><p><a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/BoostingIsSharing" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>BoostingIsSharing</span></a></p><p><a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/gender" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>gender</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/fiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>fiction</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/writer" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writer</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/author" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>author</span></a> <br><a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/mystery" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>mystery</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/thriller" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>thriller</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/romance" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>romance</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/sf" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>sf</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/sff" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>sff</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/sciencefiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>sciencefiction</span></a><br><a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/writing" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writing</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/writingcommunity" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writingcommunity</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/writersOfMastodon" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writersOfMastodon</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/writers" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>writers</span></a><br><a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/RSdiscussion" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>RSdiscussion</span></a> <br><a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/RSstory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>RSstory</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/RSReluctanceStory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>RSReluctanceStory</span></a><br><a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/microfiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>microfiction</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/flashfiction" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>flashfiction</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/tootfic" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>tootfic</span></a> <a href="https://eldritch.cafe/tags/smallstory" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>smallstory</span></a></p>