Was this how real writers did it? Dash wasn’t sure.

Wandering around her house at night wasn’t something she did often, but she was faced with a dilemma.

She was making things up as she went along. She had devised an entire temple centered around flying, and another which required radicalness. Great achievements for sure, but Daring wouldn’t have problems with either of those.

Unless...

In a flash she was back behind her writing desk. “If I just give her a broken wing she’ll have loads of trouble!”

It was a good story, but she was gonna make it better.