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Enter the Spiral.

Rory Perkins is just a normal girl with a solid grasp on reality. While catching fireflies she discovers there are whole other worlds out there.

And then she gets lost in one …

When the other worlds turn out to be less than wondrous Rory must choose between two quests:

Find her way back to her own or make things right in the rest.

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Spiral Holiday 2015 by novemberkris
He Plays Through Time by novemberkris
Carried Away by novemberkris
Floating Feels by novemberkris
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Crimson Lady Evening Gown Concept by novemberkris
Colors of her MindShe woke with the sunrise. Raven always woke with the sun. She jumped out of bed and
ran to the window. The sun was just peaking over the horizon. She gasped in amazement
as the first rays of sun ran through the atmosphere. She knew she only saw light this
way, but it always felt knew to her.
Raven could see each ray as it ran its course through the air. It was like watching
rain running down a window. It drips and trickles and merges with other like
particles. They started out as a light yellowish white then turned to yellow to blue
to so many other colors that they boggled the normal imagination.
Raven felt like peachy orange today. She liked peachy orange sunrises. She reached
out with her mind, touching each beam of light causing the light to bend until it
reached the color she was looking for. She smiled as she watched her handiwork change
from sunrise colors to normal day colors.
Raven quickly changed out of her white nightgown into a simple white dress. She tied
an equally white
Infinite Spiral Contest: Character InfoName: Raven Keystone
Race: Half human/half named one
Age: says she's 12 (really is around 15-16)
True Name: Innej Poy
Worlds: She wanders a select few "because of the colors".
Traits: Shy, quiet, slow to trust, artistic, spontainious
Features: Black hair with silver streaks(in reality, she's a brownish blond. she only
lets you see the black and silver), green eyes, pale skin, always wears white, wears
the top half of an ornate key on a silver chain around her neck(this helps her get
through Gateways).
Abilities: Raven can manipulate light. She can make a dark room brighter or make the
day at noon be as dark as night. She also likes to play with the color spectrum, but
she prefers to wear white though she loves all colors. She can make you see her
wearing a rainbow of colors or hide herself altogeher, which helps her with blending
into the background when she doesn't want to be found. She can also use light to
create small "stepping stones".
Likes: Colors, plants, animals, most music, l
Headmaster Dorian Lamprey: Profile and Design by novemberkris
Character Profiles
Sketches
1 is 13 by novemberkris
A Tour of Kid Gavin's Room by novemberkris
Catch The Sky Concept by novemberkris
Piano Fingers Gavin Sketches by novemberkris
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Gavin from Infinite Spiral by Foxistant
Hairdresser by Lyrak
K'toba Doodle by Lyrak
Gavin doodle by Lyrak
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Fiction and Fanfiction
Infinite Spiral Pre-Prologue Draft TeaserBy Kristy Cunningham. From the very rough draft for the Pre-Prologue-Not-Prequel to Infinite Spiral. 
For the past year Aurora Elizabeth Perkins had the distinct feeling she was forgetting something.  Aurora, who preferred the name Rory, stared into the small portal of her locker mirror, ignoring the din of “last day of school chaos in the hallway around her. She stared into her eyes, a dingy green ringed with orange and gray, trying to remember what felt like a dream. As she twirled a loose strand of mud-brown hair in one hand, she rolled the sensation around in her mind.  Nothing.
Lockers clanked around her as classmates scurried to empty them, dumping papers of old, forgotten homework and half broken locker decorations into the bins. Rory nearly went sprawling into her locker when a bin hit with a hefty thud into her back and calves.
In His Image"How old am I?"
The Wise Man looked up from the book he'd been reading and closed it slowly. "Your chronological age is irrelevant."
"The hell it is. I lost track. How old am I?"
The Wise Man removed the device that normally remained pinned to his robes, tapping it thoughtfully as if doing so helped him to count. "Accounting for all the shifts in time, mind you I'm making guesswork for all the times you vanished from my sight, assuming there was no significant difference in the passage of time between worlds…"
"How old?"
"Approximately thirty-seven by my estimation."
"Thirty—what!?" Garnet whipped a small mirror from her pocket and stared into it. "I am not over thirty."
A sigh hissed out from under the Wise Man's hood. "You are not human. You do not age as a human would age."
"I'm part human."
"Barely. Your father's father seems to have contributed nothing save your previous Plurality. But we've dealt with that. You are no different from any other Nam
Fire Child - part 2"I get to go to school?"
Maxwell smiled, inwardly breathing a sigh of relief. He hoped that keeping Garnet busy would soften the blow of having her life ripped out from under her. It was just as well. The Wise Man has ordered that her schooling start immediately. Maxwell reached out a hand to catch Garnet as she was now jumping up and down on the bed in excitement. For all the Wise Man's insistence that Named children were near-indestructible, Maxwell still did not want to risk the girl hurting herself.
"Alright, you little monkey, calm down a bit so we can get you ready."
Garnet paused in her jumping. "What's a monkey?"
"It's a funny-looking little animal that likes to jump on beds." Once he was sure Garnet had calmed down, he let her go and moved to rummage through a few drawers. "Now let's see if the Wise Man actually had the foresight to—ah! There we are." Maxwell pulled a few articles of clothing out and laid them on the bed.
"Hey," Garnet squeaked as she watched him,
Fire Child - part 1A woman sat on the floor of a room littered with toys, her dark copper hair streaked with red and gold strands. A little girl sat across from her, hair and eyes red as hot coals, mouth spread in a wide grin. The girl's mother was rolling a ball toward her, which chimed as it moved. The mother's eyes, a very reddish shade of violet, shone with adoration as her daughter rolled the ball back to her.
"Mommy, how does it make music like that? Is it magic like you?"
"No, my little firebug. It has chimes inside, and moving it makes them ring. See, if you toss it carelessly like this," she tossed the ball in the air, letting it fall to the floor with a clang, "it creates discord." She paused as she heard a door open elsewhere in the house. "Sounds like your father's home."
The little girl looked up eagerly, though she remained seated on the floor. Heavy footsteps sounded along the hallway, then a man poked his head into the room. His hair was a red as his daughter's, his eyes as cold as hers w
Fiction and Fanfiction
Silliness
Chamomile by novemberkris
Halloween 2014 by novemberkris
Reading Interrupted by novemberkris
Spiral script rewrite by Lyrak
Silliness
Commissioned and Kiriban
Troupe by DrMistyTang
Commissioned and Kiriban
Invent a Wicked Child Contest
Deidre in color by Windoula
SplintersLamprey set the cane down across the desk, folding his arms. Below him, Deidre trembled, hands flat on the ground. She rocked back and forth, sobbing.
“I have finished,” he told her. Immediately, she removed her hands from the wood floor, clutching them to her chest as if they had been burned. Apparently his lessons had not yet seeped through.
“Go on,” he said. “Get out!” She started to stumble to her feet, doing all she could to not touch the ground, moving slowly under her bruises. “But I’ll be seeing you tomorrow,” he added as she went out the door.
She stopped under the door frame, quavering. She turned back and lifted her head to look at him, her face red and stained with tears. Lamprey reached for the cane again.
“We’re an abomination, aren’t we?” she whispered hoarsely.
Lamprey stopped and looked back at her. He didn’t answer, only nodded. Deidre looked down, shrinking down into herself. With a s
Alice Hunter Character ReferenceAge: 15
Race: Half Human/Half Named
Worlds: Travels throughout certain ones, doesn't talk about which ones
True Name: Lenore Miseria
Birthday: October 31
Height: 5'3"
Traits: Literary, passionate, clever, crafty, suspicious
Features: Champagne-blonde hair with subtle hints of lavender, teal-violet eyes, light skin with freckles on nose and cheeks, dresses in dark-colored Victorian inspired clothes
Abilities: Alice is able to manipulate words on any surface.  She sometimes uses this to create stories and poems from random pages from just about anything or send secret messages to the few people she trusts
Likes: Any works by Edgar Allan Poe (her favorites are The Raven and Annabelle Lee), literary tragedies (thinks they're more realistic), watching sunsets, people she can trust
Dislikes: Blood (the smell makes her dizzy), blank pages, untrustworthy people
Habits: Reading, quoting Poe when it fits the situation, twisting a strand of her hair wh
Playing with WordsAlice Hunter was reading Othello for perhaps the tenth time when she heard the sound of something fragile shatter.  Were she not at the moment when Desdemona was to receive her punishment for sins uncommitted, she would have looked to see who broke what. 
Reading tragedies were, if you asked her, sweeter than listening to the lies of happiness that plagued many a mind.  The princess would be saved by a brave knight in shining armor and spend the rest of their lives happy, the tragic prince would regain his birthright and the crown, and those who struggle through life in their muddied boots would finally wear the silver slippers they craved.  What many don't know is that life is not always so kind to the good or cruel to the truly wicked. 
If you asked Alice, she would tell you that she suffocated on lies and sang with truth.  But there is a chance she would never tell you.  If she trusted you, maybe, but that in itself is a difficult task.  Howev
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"You should let your hair go wild. It suits you … and that tie … that tie is much too tight."

"What are you going to do about that."

She smiles with that one eyebrow arched thinking before tugging it loose. "You know, that shirt is too tight in the collar too … You shouldn't wear things like that … it might cut off your circulation."

She winces at the sight of his scars and kisses one gently. He lets the shirt fall as she whispers, "one for every person you've saved. I can almost read their stories now."

He gives her a quizzical look and gently lifts her chin. "Never mind that. I think that braid is too tight. It will give you a headache."

She pulls her own braid loose and shakes her head laughing. "I like you better, unfettered."
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Plus a bonus scribble of kid Gavin in his messy room.
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And a little drama in the works … Beat up Rory wrapped in James's coat. But he's a healer, so she'll be okay.
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"Don't let me lose you. My feeble heart would break."
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