This is a serious question to consider.
Look before you leap; think twice before answering. Think of J.R.R. Tolkien’s Elvish, George R.R. Martin’s Dothraki, or even the enduring popularity of The Voynich Manuscript.
I have recently written a 100-word piece in a pseudo-West Germanic language belonging to the Indo-European family. It could very well serve as the opening story for a short collection to be published later this year. Although I have not yet baptised the language, you will be able to read an exhaustive critique of the short text right here tomorrow. This time, the review will be in English.
Until then, enjoy the original tale:
Glupf Xylar Zorv
The Wesh of Krane Fribble
Glupf hrax zorv splim, bronting flizz krane blisk. Xylor vraz chuffering slith, jorping krog gribble. Wesh, unk zomble drasped.
‘Flim krog zorv?’ blorped yornek, troffing.
‘Nix jorp,’ flisper zarg.
Zorv glupf blanged xylar.
Plonk jorping quax, yornek slithered frob. Whick vriz quaffle, trundling gribble xylar plink. Grust zol, flizz triffled yornek. Xylar vraz glorped, bronting slithy unk.
‘Plim blisk jorp!’ chuffered zarg.
Wesh krane flisper, jorping krog zol fribble. Xylor drasped blorped, unk zorv gribble. Nix hrax, glupf splim.
Troffing zarg blisked wesh, chuffering plonk quaffle. Grust gribble, yornek jorped flisper xylar. Blorped unk zomble, krane hrax zol.
Fribble quax.
