>Plucking from obscurity

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While trying to accumulate as much gold as possible in a video game I’m playing, I started wondering about some of the characters I’d passed along the journey.  Some tragic things had happened to my main playable character and one event in particular had me thinking.  See, while my main character’s storyline is mostly set in the lore of the game, there is very little mentioned about what happens to the lesser known characters I’ve encountered.  I’m not all that interested in the main events because (while somewhat flimsy), I get to find out plenty.


What I’m more interested in is what happened to the obscure characters, the ones who seemed to have more of a story than what was told, if any of their story was told at all.  I want to know about what affects the main story has on them, what happens to them.  Of course, it occurred to me that I could find out.  I could craft the obscure character and let him tell me what happened.  So far, he’s quite interesting.  I want to know more, I need to see what makes him work, what makes him run.  Along the way, I’ll lob some more defeating events his way and see how he deals.  If he can manage to get to adolescence after being taking away from his mother who was off saving the world, I think he’s got something going.  


The same goes for Wishful Thinking.  My need to delve into the obscure led me to wonder about lesser known mythological beings.  I hear over and over how Greek mythology stories are overdone.  Maybe they are, maybe they aren’t.  Maybe it’s because the major players got too much air time.  I don’t care all that much about the Olympians, in my novel they are peripheral.  I care about the overshadowed immortals, the ones whose stories weren’t deemed all that important to focus on.  


So many people work magic behind the scenes, overshadowed but content to be doing what they love.  They have important stories to share, they are interesting people…we just need to be willing to listen to what they have to say.  In our world, or someone else’s.  I’m going to hop on and go along on this boy’s ride; I think he has something special to say.

  

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About kellyrmorgan

I write things. Things about people and places and other stuff that couldn't possibly exist in our world. At least, not yet anyway. I write about things keeping me up at night. About things that distract me from the every day. And I'm easily distracted. You'll learn that about me. Probably other things too. View all posts by kellyrmorgan

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