This is the first real chunk of prose I've written in a long time, written mid-October. It doesn't currently have a real start or end, and it's from the perspective of a non-POV character so it will probably never make it into the book it's related to, but I wanted to share it so it doesn't just gather dust in a notebook. I'm not looking for intense feedback, but general impressions of the characters, voice, what story might lie behind it, etc. are welcome!
Wisterin pursued Toril and Orlan near-equally, though neither reciprocated. Sure, Toril entertained her once in a while, but they both knew it was no more than a game. Orlan believed he didn't have time for such things—though what he did deem worthy of his stingy attention was a mystery to Toril—and though Orlan often seemed a blockhead, he had enough smarts, and experience, to recognize false…