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Sharing some of the original Concept Art for After
Coming Soon: https://t.co/EBi5z555Ko

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2020-08-02

We are all luminous, leading one another to safety. Our truth lies in words that the false see as fiction—trailing sighs feathering ink, spilled stutters on stepladders, pen pal letters between margins.

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2020-07-18

Many thanks to everyone who spread the word and contributed to today! Every author's participation enriches this event. See you next week!

Baron of the Dreadful Harvest, by Mateusz Lenart https://t.co/Xw9xEhw7ec

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2020-07-11

Artificial ocean breeze singed our skin as the floor slid into a stairwell & ceiling crumbled. Paint flakes tickled my nose upon ascension, but Emilia... She fused w/ the devil in wax. Too late to reconsider candle choices.

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2020-07-11

Alien fan art: https://t.co/21uSvt76Dk

Click the link to see more from the original artist and others.

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2020-07-11

Finally getting this together so I can start sharing what I have been up to.

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2020-07-09

while i'm here - well met, i'm a stylistically versatile queer+transgender guy who likes to draw sciFantasy stuff and BIG ROBOTS. my free time is eaten up by transformers fanart.
hoping to open commissions sometime soon.

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2020-07-07

Some art, and perhaps some writing inspiration for you with theme of MISCHIEF approaching...

"We are NOT taking the wizard!" By Matt Rhodes https://t.co/vaQL5iYBXr

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2020-07-02

The surrounding pulse rocks me gently. My host still breathes.
I breach the of my pod's walls. They crack as I break free.
Mother God tree's design is wise and
My conscience is clear - my host will die.

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2020-06-27

It's Saturday somewhere in the world, and that means the theme of QUIZZICAL can begin!

The New Equipment, by Victor Cloux https://t.co/6IVI4HpC05

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2020-06-19

Some art, and perhaps some writing inspiration for you with theme of QUIZZICAL approaching...

Making Friends, by Richard Sashigane https://t.co/qqzgzApyEp

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2020-06-18

The day he was taken, I searched the other side of the wall, eyes burning with sadness. There was no haven for AI, no blood, no presence—only endless ellipses spattering the ground where laughter once lived.

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2020-06-13

"Meet my highly intelligent bird. She loves reading and helps highlight all unnecessary longueurs in these awful submissions. Such finesse in that wing-work. Forgo the blue ones."
"Those are mine."
"Oh. Dreadful."

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2020-05-30

This week's theme will be posted on Wednesday, but for now here's some art, a clue, and perhaps some writing inspiration for you...

Practice, by Wenfei Ye https://t.co/V7u0DHYm1F

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2020-05-18

Looking at Val flying the Dragonfly, Jessica felt soft. Inadequate. Val was born to sit in a pilot’s seat. Born to be a fighter. Born to stand up to a world that had gone wrong.

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2020-02-23

Deep pangs had begun to introduce themselves almost frequent as the shy, jumbo dust bunny who lived in our forest. Unable to hide any longer, he recruited our help in saving his babies who'd managed to roll themselves stuck beneath moss.

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2020-02-15

Many thanks to everyone who spread the word and contributed to today! Every author's participation enriches this event with their voice. See you next week!

Water Nymph, by Mini IT Company https://t.co/4Pnw4nmuBl

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2020-02-09

Some art, and perhaps some writing inspiration for you with theme of DIVE approaching...

Lord of the Seas, by William Höglund Mayer https://t.co/ETFTVhGBB1

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2020-02-07

This week's theme will post tomorrow, but until then here's some art, a clue, and perhaps additional writing inspiration for you...

The Child and The Leviathan, by Diego Domínguez https://t.co/PwXKHnKS9s

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2020-02-05

Your throne appears empty these days and walks are lonelier, but today, I felt your leash lead me to our spot beyond the serrated boulders. I stood there for hours, embracing little gusts on my hand. Or were they sniffs?

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2020-01-26