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Anyway, here's an alternative that I think *isn't* affiliated with the plagiarism machine that steals from writers.
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Anyway, here's an alternative that I think *isn't* affiliated with the plagiarism machine that steals from writers.
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Now there's a new thing called #NovelNovember! Looks nice, right?
But guess who's running that new event...
THE SAME GEN-AI COMPANY NANO PARTNERED WITH!
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Now there's a new thing called #NovelNovember! Looks nice, right?
But guess who's running that new event...
THE SAME GEN-AI COMPANY NANO PARTNERED WITH!
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Now there's a new thing called #NovelNovember! Looks nice, right?
But guess who's running that new event...
THE SAME GEN-AI COMPANY NANO PARTNERED WITH!
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Now there's a new thing called #NovelNovember! Looks nice, right?
But guess who's running that new event...
THE SAME GEN-AI COMPANY NANO PARTNERED WITH!
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I think I might be able solve at least half of my "oh, no, this exposition is dreary and stupid" problems now.🎉
I think I might be able solve at least half of my "oh, no, this exposition is dreary and stupid" problems now.🎉
She felt hot moisture pricking at the corners of her eyes, shameful tears. Still, she let them fall, for a little while. Past the tears would be a clearer mind.
And indeed, the sun was only just setting when her mind settled.
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The pipes twittered and fluttered, mimicking the songs of the ehtis. The drums thumped, a steady heartbeat for everyone to share. Nairlu started to move, trying to give herself over to the drums, trusting the drummers to carry her with the flow.
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The word for April 21st is "move"
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A new day on the wing,
And so we sing.
Our voices greet the day.
Oh, the blue and grey.
Ehtis, bless us all,
And so we call:
Take all our fears away.
Oh, the blue and grey.
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She returned to the hut where the others were already bundled into their sleeping rolls, clustering close to the fire and, reluctantly, to each other. As cold as the still night air was, the mood among them was even more chill.
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The #WIPSnips word for April 14 is "chill"
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The memory of going hungry clung to him still, sometimes making his thoughts blur and his heart pound. But if he carried a bite of food, he could touch it, and the feel of even a small morsel against his fingertips soothed the prickle in his mind.
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“We move once darkness falls.” Traveling at night was not the best idea. It was easier to get lost or injured. But under the circumstances, it was better than getting caught by people who might already have orders to slit their throats.
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“I have worked under your instruction ever since we arrived and—”
“—and you think that makes you as much of an expert as me?”
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I can see this being a good time for ✨vibes✨
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All of the knowledge of the riavi was held in the minds of its people. To keep that knowledge alive was everything. It was connection. It was survival. It was joy.
“And what did you learn today?” she asked her little sister.
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She moved through the dancers to find a space that wasn’t too crowded, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and listened to the music. The pipes twittered and fluttered, mimicking the songs of the ehtis. The drums thumped, a steady heartbeat for everyone to share.
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One year’s harvest withered, and the next year’s was planted late, after the farmers healed the soil. Riavi Lamavos had to ration food extremely carefully during that time, and those two years had left their mark on everyone in one way or another.
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They ate every bit of the soup, scraping up the smallest traces from their bowls.
“I feel like I could sleep for a week,” declared Drenu.
“Well, you have until sunrise, which is a good ten hours away at this point.”
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AKA That Time Kat Started An Antifascist Hallway Riot In The Third Grade.
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AKA That Time Kat Started An Antifascist Hallway Riot In The Third Grade.
Grab your beverage of choice.