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No matter the rain or bluster in clouds, he'd look up and see blue. Bristol boards would blossom with punched holes to create dappled light indoors and paper flowers were folded over candid conversation. Kind memories.

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2020-07-30

Headstones & flowers are the salt & pepper of graves, loved ones' deaths in queued public markings. It's common for strangers to hesitate when walking those grounds. Especially since Uncle Matthew's ghost is always shrieking until his throat's sore.

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2020-07-23

“They might use EMP rockets,” he said. “Those make a low-power pulse, but it’s enough to shut this thing down. They could also use conventional weapons and blow us out of the sky. They want the boy, but they won’t risk letting us get away.”

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2020-07-17

We make lovely things an allusion to someplace great only met after death. It's in first bites of favourite foods & how flavours linger different on every part of one's tongue, how clouds yawn to clear thoughts anathema.

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2020-07-16

The general gave Bowen a self-satisfied expression. The old bastard was enjoying himself.

“Nothing?” said Tolbert. “I figured you’d have some kind of... reaction.”

“You want Theresa euthanized,” said Bowen.

Tolbert nodded.

“Dead.”

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2020-06-25

“We can’t just hide,” she said. “We’re going to have to run. We’re going to have to fight. Sometimes I might have to kill. Because the people who are coming after us now want to take you away from me. Do you understand?”

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2020-06-18

I heard a sapid voice on the breeze, maternal and full as the peonies on Grandma's kitchen table. I must've smiled because his eyes swelled with a bitterness that spread over his face like a virus—unready for a mother's wrath.

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2020-06-11

Ice flooded my skin when I saw legs kicking from an industrial box, muffled screams plaguing my ears as memories of yesteryear's attack thickened the air. I'd fallen stuck in front of movers, too.

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2020-04-30

Our vim kept us awake until the late morning. We'd nearly given up after her mom's third attempt with bedtime stories but it was as though our blood bubbled into sentience when mean shadows dipped toward the beds.

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2020-03-26

Enjoy concept of Raphael, Archangel of Vitality - who invites all to his realm to heal from any affliction and enjoy all manners of pleasures.
Here, the Angels of Raphael’s dominion party like there’s no tomorrow… for eternity

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2020-02-07

Val fell to her knees next to Braden and put her hands on his face.

They’re going to call me a terrorist, she thought. If they can, they’ll kill me and say that I kidnapped him. That he was a victim of my fanaticism.

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2020-01-17

Every heavy footfall tightens my chest and sends my body quivering into the floor. Focus. Lily's perfume. The log cake hanging on my breath. Slow inhale. THUMP. Mom's firm embrace. Hold her hand. Slow exhale. THUMP. Mr. Harold's shiny watch. THUMP.

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2018-10-25

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2018-09-21

Say hello to Barbas from Bethesda's Elder Scrolls: Legends. The biggest and possibly the only dog in the archives

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2018-06-07

Ganador de la rifa de los jueves (que la hice el Viernes por que no pude hacer stream xD) Ulala de Space Channel 5 pedida por Golduck! Gracias por participar! ❣️#dandart

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2018-06-02

"You stole from me. Lie all you want. Doesn't change the fact that you've been caught with your pants on fire."
His confusion switches to panic as he flails for to save his crotch.
"By the way, pocket dragons hate being put in confined spaces."

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2018-05-10