Rose Blackwell 🌹🌈
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Hello #writesky! Here are updated links to my writing. #queerwriters #romance
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New fantasy romance novel "Fragments of Fire and Sun" ☀️🧙🔥serializing now on Royal Road: www.royalroad.com/fiction/1233...
Books: www.barnesandnoble.com/s/%22Rose%20...
Spicy stories 🌶️: www.inkitt.com/RoseBlackwell
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Pips snickers. "Ready for your grand #debut?"
Mira belches, then kicks open the door and sweeps into the room while Pips ducks back behind the curtain. He reaches for the dagger, only to find himself looking instead at a fork.
Welp.
Fuck.
Pips snickers. "Ready for your grand #debut?"
Mira belches, then kicks open the door and sweeps into the room while Pips ducks back behind the curtain. He reaches for the dagger, only to find himself looking instead at a fork.
Welp.
Fuck.
November 24, 2025 at 9:44 PM
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Pips snickers. "Ready for your grand #debut?"
Mira belches, then kicks open the door and sweeps into the room while Pips ducks back behind the curtain. He reaches for the dagger, only to find himself looking instead at a fork.
Welp.
Fuck.
Pips snickers. "Ready for your grand #debut?"
Mira belches, then kicks open the door and sweeps into the room while Pips ducks back behind the curtain. He reaches for the dagger, only to find himself looking instead at a fork.
Welp.
Fuck.
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"So other than #spending your life savings on a dildo---"
"That's not what it is!"
"--what else did you do today?"
"This is a specialized tool used to measure a variety of lengths in---"
"Yeah, I'll bet it does, baby."
Baxter lets out an angry huff.
"So other than #spending your life savings on a dildo---"
"That's not what it is!"
"--what else did you do today?"
"This is a specialized tool used to measure a variety of lengths in---"
"Yeah, I'll bet it does, baby."
Baxter lets out an angry huff.
November 17, 2025 at 7:22 PM
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"So other than #spending your life savings on a dildo---"
"That's not what it is!"
"--what else did you do today?"
"This is a specialized tool used to measure a variety of lengths in---"
"Yeah, I'll bet it does, baby."
Baxter lets out an angry huff.
"So other than #spending your life savings on a dildo---"
"That's not what it is!"
"--what else did you do today?"
"This is a specialized tool used to measure a variety of lengths in---"
"Yeah, I'll bet it does, baby."
Baxter lets out an angry huff.
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"I've never read any Russian #literature. Too depressing."
"Where's your fighting spirit?"
"In the gutter with my dignity."
"By the way, where's Lily?"
"Probably filing divorce papers."
"Well it was only a matter of time. Your hygiene isn't great."
"Bite me."
"I've never read any Russian #literature. Too depressing."
"Where's your fighting spirit?"
"In the gutter with my dignity."
"By the way, where's Lily?"
"Probably filing divorce papers."
"Well it was only a matter of time. Your hygiene isn't great."
"Bite me."
November 10, 2025 at 7:12 PM
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"I've never read any Russian #literature. Too depressing."
"Where's your fighting spirit?"
"In the gutter with my dignity."
"By the way, where's Lily?"
"Probably filing divorce papers."
"Well it was only a matter of time. Your hygiene isn't great."
"Bite me."
"I've never read any Russian #literature. Too depressing."
"Where's your fighting spirit?"
"In the gutter with my dignity."
"By the way, where's Lily?"
"Probably filing divorce papers."
"Well it was only a matter of time. Your hygiene isn't great."
"Bite me."
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The #local kids say it's an alien. The cops think it's the work of some nut job. But as Rose stares at the lump of dehydrated flesh on the pavement in front of her, its eye sockets still weeping maggots, she recognizes the work of The Culler.
The #local kids say it's an alien. The cops think it's the work of some nut job. But as Rose stares at the lump of dehydrated flesh on the pavement in front of her, its eye sockets still weeping maggots, she recognizes the work of The Culler.
November 10, 2025 at 7:07 PM
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The #local kids say it's an alien. The cops think it's the work of some nut job. But as Rose stares at the lump of dehydrated flesh on the pavement in front of her, its eye sockets still weeping maggots, she recognizes the work of The Culler.
The #local kids say it's an alien. The cops think it's the work of some nut job. But as Rose stares at the lump of dehydrated flesh on the pavement in front of her, its eye sockets still weeping maggots, she recognizes the work of The Culler.
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"You can't break me." He thumps his chest, smirking. "I'm made of #steel, baby."
She raises a single brow. "You're made of Twinkies and Pepsi, Roster. Now move over."
"Rude."
But he demurely steps aside to let her pass into the foyer.
"You can't break me." He thumps his chest, smirking. "I'm made of #steel, baby."
She raises a single brow. "You're made of Twinkies and Pepsi, Roster. Now move over."
"Rude."
But he demurely steps aside to let her pass into the foyer.
November 4, 2025 at 8:23 PM
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"You can't break me." He thumps his chest, smirking. "I'm made of #steel, baby."
She raises a single brow. "You're made of Twinkies and Pepsi, Roster. Now move over."
"Rude."
But he demurely steps aside to let her pass into the foyer.
"You can't break me." He thumps his chest, smirking. "I'm made of #steel, baby."
She raises a single brow. "You're made of Twinkies and Pepsi, Roster. Now move over."
"Rude."
But he demurely steps aside to let her pass into the foyer.
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"The ones who survived Father's relocation went to the Corpus for re- #education."
A cold eel of dread wraps around Mac's bowels, squeezing them tight. "What's that mean, exactly?"
The tin man points at the arms piled on the conveyor belt.
"The ones who survived Father's relocation went to the Corpus for re- #education."
A cold eel of dread wraps around Mac's bowels, squeezing them tight. "What's that mean, exactly?"
The tin man points at the arms piled on the conveyor belt.
November 4, 2025 at 8:20 PM
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"The ones who survived Father's relocation went to the Corpus for re- #education."
A cold eel of dread wraps around Mac's bowels, squeezing them tight. "What's that mean, exactly?"
The tin man points at the arms piled on the conveyor belt.
"The ones who survived Father's relocation went to the Corpus for re- #education."
A cold eel of dread wraps around Mac's bowels, squeezing them tight. "What's that mean, exactly?"
The tin man points at the arms piled on the conveyor belt.
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She stares down at the bowl. "You...cooked?"
Mark smiled sweetly. "I'm very #domestic, Anna."
"Is that instant ramen?"
"No. It's an old family recipe."
"Dude, I can literally see the pack on the counter."
"Ok, so I cut a few corners. Sue me."
She stares down at the bowl. "You...cooked?"
Mark smiled sweetly. "I'm very #domestic, Anna."
"Is that instant ramen?"
"No. It's an old family recipe."
"Dude, I can literally see the pack on the counter."
"Ok, so I cut a few corners. Sue me."
November 3, 2025 at 8:18 PM
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She stares down at the bowl. "You...cooked?"
Mark smiled sweetly. "I'm very #domestic, Anna."
"Is that instant ramen?"
"No. It's an old family recipe."
"Dude, I can literally see the pack on the counter."
"Ok, so I cut a few corners. Sue me."
She stares down at the bowl. "You...cooked?"
Mark smiled sweetly. "I'm very #domestic, Anna."
"Is that instant ramen?"
"No. It's an old family recipe."
"Dude, I can literally see the pack on the counter."
"Ok, so I cut a few corners. Sue me."
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Josh rubbed the back of his head.
"I thought grandmas were supposed to be #nice," he said, eyes watering.
Jeannie's mouth pursed into a line that was almost invisible.
"Not to smartasses."
"Says WHO?"
"Shut up and eat your carrots, Joshua."
Josh rubbed the back of his head.
"I thought grandmas were supposed to be #nice," he said, eyes watering.
Jeannie's mouth pursed into a line that was almost invisible.
"Not to smartasses."
"Says WHO?"
"Shut up and eat your carrots, Joshua."
November 3, 2025 at 8:14 PM
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Josh rubbed the back of his head.
"I thought grandmas were supposed to be #nice," he said, eyes watering.
Jeannie's mouth pursed into a line that was almost invisible.
"Not to smartasses."
"Says WHO?"
"Shut up and eat your carrots, Joshua."
Josh rubbed the back of his head.
"I thought grandmas were supposed to be #nice," he said, eyes watering.
Jeannie's mouth pursed into a line that was almost invisible.
"Not to smartasses."
"Says WHO?"
"Shut up and eat your carrots, Joshua."
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He digs his fingers into the corners of his mouth and forces his lips upward into what he hopes is a convincing smile. Humans have so many #costumes they wear as they go about their daily lives. He wonders how they keep track of them all.
He digs his fingers into the corners of his mouth and forces his lips upward into what he hopes is a convincing smile. Humans have so many #costumes they wear as they go about their daily lives. He wonders how they keep track of them all.
October 28, 2025 at 4:41 PM
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He digs his fingers into the corners of his mouth and forces his lips upward into what he hopes is a convincing smile. Humans have so many #costumes they wear as they go about their daily lives. He wonders how they keep track of them all.
He digs his fingers into the corners of his mouth and forces his lips upward into what he hopes is a convincing smile. Humans have so many #costumes they wear as they go about their daily lives. He wonders how they keep track of them all.
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Her eyes glitch, thrown into a frenzied static of blue before solidifying once more into the bleakness of a sky just before dawn. It was supposed to be a simple #experiment. She stares down at the constellation of blood smeared across the floors. Fuck.
Her eyes glitch, thrown into a frenzied static of blue before solidifying once more into the bleakness of a sky just before dawn. It was supposed to be a simple #experiment. She stares down at the constellation of blood smeared across the floors. Fuck.
October 28, 2025 at 4:38 PM
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Her eyes glitch, thrown into a frenzied static of blue before solidifying once more into the bleakness of a sky just before dawn. It was supposed to be a simple #experiment. She stares down at the constellation of blood smeared across the floors. Fuck.
Her eyes glitch, thrown into a frenzied static of blue before solidifying once more into the bleakness of a sky just before dawn. It was supposed to be a simple #experiment. She stares down at the constellation of blood smeared across the floors. Fuck.
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"Rosco was right."
"Really?" Rosie says eagerly.
Rick nods.
"Yeah. You're a #total nut job."
"Fine," she snaps. "I'll do it myself."
"Because that's always worked out for you."
She ignores him and starts to walk back toward the spaceship.
"Rosco was right."
"Really?" Rosie says eagerly.
Rick nods.
"Yeah. You're a #total nut job."
"Fine," she snaps. "I'll do it myself."
"Because that's always worked out for you."
She ignores him and starts to walk back toward the spaceship.
October 24, 2025 at 4:42 PM
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"Rosco was right."
"Really?" Rosie says eagerly.
Rick nods.
"Yeah. You're a #total nut job."
"Fine," she snaps. "I'll do it myself."
"Because that's always worked out for you."
She ignores him and starts to walk back toward the spaceship.
"Rosco was right."
"Really?" Rosie says eagerly.
Rick nods.
"Yeah. You're a #total nut job."
"Fine," she snaps. "I'll do it myself."
"Because that's always worked out for you."
She ignores him and starts to walk back toward the spaceship.
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This one is nothing like the #martian she saw in the lab. Its a horrid, crawling thing of hideous proportions, and she can only watch in horror as it unfurls from the craft, layers upon layers of spindly legs folding over themselves like origami.
This one is nothing like the #martian she saw in the lab. Its a horrid, crawling thing of hideous proportions, and she can only watch in horror as it unfurls from the craft, layers upon layers of spindly legs folding over themselves like origami.
October 24, 2025 at 4:37 PM
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This one is nothing like the #martian she saw in the lab. Its a horrid, crawling thing of hideous proportions, and she can only watch in horror as it unfurls from the craft, layers upon layers of spindly legs folding over themselves like origami.
This one is nothing like the #martian she saw in the lab. Its a horrid, crawling thing of hideous proportions, and she can only watch in horror as it unfurls from the craft, layers upon layers of spindly legs folding over themselves like origami.
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The #energy finally left her body and the sword rolled into a sunken pit of filthy water. She stared down at her bloodied hands as the rain continued to fall, creating misty halos around the streetlamps. A child screamed in the distance.
The #energy finally left her body and the sword rolled into a sunken pit of filthy water. She stared down at her bloodied hands as the rain continued to fall, creating misty halos around the streetlamps. A child screamed in the distance.
October 22, 2025 at 3:11 PM
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The #energy finally left her body and the sword rolled into a sunken pit of filthy water. She stared down at her bloodied hands as the rain continued to fall, creating misty halos around the streetlamps. A child screamed in the distance.
The #energy finally left her body and the sword rolled into a sunken pit of filthy water. She stared down at her bloodied hands as the rain continued to fall, creating misty halos around the streetlamps. A child screamed in the distance.
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She blows a strand of hair from her eyes and glares at him.
"Who put Sir Ass-a-lot in #charge?"
He meets her gaze with an easy smile. "Are all the knights this foul-mouthed?"
"Only the good ones." She shoves past him and into the hallway.
She blows a strand of hair from her eyes and glares at him.
"Who put Sir Ass-a-lot in #charge?"
He meets her gaze with an easy smile. "Are all the knights this foul-mouthed?"
"Only the good ones." She shoves past him and into the hallway.
October 22, 2025 at 3:07 PM
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She blows a strand of hair from her eyes and glares at him.
"Who put Sir Ass-a-lot in #charge?"
He meets her gaze with an easy smile. "Are all the knights this foul-mouthed?"
"Only the good ones." She shoves past him and into the hallway.
She blows a strand of hair from her eyes and glares at him.
"Who put Sir Ass-a-lot in #charge?"
He meets her gaze with an easy smile. "Are all the knights this foul-mouthed?"
"Only the good ones." She shoves past him and into the hallway.
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The trashcan whirs and pushes itself up on its metal arms. If Francis didn't know better, he'd say it was puffing its chest out.
"I am not model 45-01-43," it says scornfully. "I am a #deluxe version created by Master Den. So watch it, flesh sack."
The trashcan whirs and pushes itself up on its metal arms. If Francis didn't know better, he'd say it was puffing its chest out.
"I am not model 45-01-43," it says scornfully. "I am a #deluxe version created by Master Den. So watch it, flesh sack."
October 14, 2025 at 7:49 PM
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The trashcan whirs and pushes itself up on its metal arms. If Francis didn't know better, he'd say it was puffing its chest out.
"I am not model 45-01-43," it says scornfully. "I am a #deluxe version created by Master Den. So watch it, flesh sack."
The trashcan whirs and pushes itself up on its metal arms. If Francis didn't know better, he'd say it was puffing its chest out.
"I am not model 45-01-43," it says scornfully. "I am a #deluxe version created by Master Den. So watch it, flesh sack."
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Pain bleeds into his very bones, but he won't stop until the #prize is at the bottom of the lake where it belongs. As he approaches, the girl---the monster---opens its eyes, plates of gold without pupils. A worm of disgust unfurls in his guts.
Pain bleeds into his very bones, but he won't stop until the #prize is at the bottom of the lake where it belongs. As he approaches, the girl---the monster---opens its eyes, plates of gold without pupils. A worm of disgust unfurls in his guts.
October 10, 2025 at 8:01 PM
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Pain bleeds into his very bones, but he won't stop until the #prize is at the bottom of the lake where it belongs. As he approaches, the girl---the monster---opens its eyes, plates of gold without pupils. A worm of disgust unfurls in his guts.
Pain bleeds into his very bones, but he won't stop until the #prize is at the bottom of the lake where it belongs. As he approaches, the girl---the monster---opens its eyes, plates of gold without pupils. A worm of disgust unfurls in his guts.
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The music poured from her fingertips with a verve the vampire hadn't seen since the 40s. It was like honey pouring into his ears, filling his stomach with an aching sweetness. He stands. No. He would rather step into the blazing needles of the sun than feed on this woman.
The music poured from her fingertips with a verve the vampire hadn't seen since the 40s. It was like honey pouring into his ears, filling his stomach with an aching sweetness. He stands. No. He would rather step into the blazing needles of the sun than feed on this woman.
October 10, 2025 at 7:56 PM
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The darkness is like a cloth over her eyes. She lays there for an eternity, waiting to see if they will adjust. They don't. She extends her hands on either side; they hit cement. This isn't the warden's #dungeon, she realizes. It's a coffin.
The darkness is like a cloth over her eyes. She lays there for an eternity, waiting to see if they will adjust. They don't. She extends her hands on either side; they hit cement. This isn't the warden's #dungeon, she realizes. It's a coffin.
October 8, 2025 at 7:34 PM
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The darkness is like a cloth over her eyes. She lays there for an eternity, waiting to see if they will adjust. They don't. She extends her hands on either side; they hit cement. This isn't the warden's #dungeon, she realizes. It's a coffin.
The darkness is like a cloth over her eyes. She lays there for an eternity, waiting to see if they will adjust. They don't. She extends her hands on either side; they hit cement. This isn't the warden's #dungeon, she realizes. It's a coffin.
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I tried to hold back a smile as Detective Baroth walked us through her presentation. She wouldn't find the killer tonight. Or tomorrow. Not because he was good at hiding, but because by now he was nothing but a pile of #ash in my furnace.
I tried to hold back a smile as Detective Baroth walked us through her presentation. She wouldn't find the killer tonight. Or tomorrow. Not because he was good at hiding, but because by now he was nothing but a pile of #ash in my furnace.
October 8, 2025 at 7:28 PM
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I tried to hold back a smile as Detective Baroth walked us through her presentation. She wouldn't find the killer tonight. Or tomorrow. Not because he was good at hiding, but because by now he was nothing but a pile of #ash in my furnace.
I tried to hold back a smile as Detective Baroth walked us through her presentation. She wouldn't find the killer tonight. Or tomorrow. Not because he was good at hiding, but because by now he was nothing but a pile of #ash in my furnace.
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The #oasis is a deep blue hole in the middle of the dusty dunes. Ringed with trees and visited by wildlife, it's a photographer's dream. It will be a shame to poison it. But Shell knows he's already walking a thin line, and Mr. Green is coming.
The #oasis is a deep blue hole in the middle of the dusty dunes. Ringed with trees and visited by wildlife, it's a photographer's dream. It will be a shame to poison it. But Shell knows he's already walking a thin line, and Mr. Green is coming.
October 2, 2025 at 5:23 PM
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The #oasis is a deep blue hole in the middle of the dusty dunes. Ringed with trees and visited by wildlife, it's a photographer's dream. It will be a shame to poison it. But Shell knows he's already walking a thin line, and Mr. Green is coming.
The #oasis is a deep blue hole in the middle of the dusty dunes. Ringed with trees and visited by wildlife, it's a photographer's dream. It will be a shame to poison it. But Shell knows he's already walking a thin line, and Mr. Green is coming.
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As Mitchell sits there staring down at the meal before her, the gravy pooling around globs of rice and hunk of bright pink #salmon, it suddenly occurs to her that the intruder didn't need a key.
All he had to do was poison the fish.
As Mitchell sits there staring down at the meal before her, the gravy pooling around globs of rice and hunk of bright pink #salmon, it suddenly occurs to her that the intruder didn't need a key.
All he had to do was poison the fish.
October 2, 2025 at 5:19 PM
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As Mitchell sits there staring down at the meal before her, the gravy pooling around globs of rice and hunk of bright pink #salmon, it suddenly occurs to her that the intruder didn't need a key.
All he had to do was poison the fish.
As Mitchell sits there staring down at the meal before her, the gravy pooling around globs of rice and hunk of bright pink #salmon, it suddenly occurs to her that the intruder didn't need a key.
All he had to do was poison the fish.
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Vic stared down at the bloodied figure curled around his feet. He twiddles the knife between his fingers, thinking. It's quite the #conundrum. Should he kill her now or let the dogs do it? Poor things have eaten in days.
Vic stared down at the bloodied figure curled around his feet. He twiddles the knife between his fingers, thinking. It's quite the #conundrum. Should he kill her now or let the dogs do it? Poor things have eaten in days.
September 30, 2025 at 4:21 PM
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Vic stared down at the bloodied figure curled around his feet. He twiddles the knife between his fingers, thinking. It's quite the #conundrum. Should he kill her now or let the dogs do it? Poor things have eaten in days.
Vic stared down at the bloodied figure curled around his feet. He twiddles the knife between his fingers, thinking. It's quite the #conundrum. Should he kill her now or let the dogs do it? Poor things have eaten in days.
September 30, 2025 at 4:18 PM
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The #caprices of the priests left her in a constant state of anxiety. Yesterday they had given her candy; today they were forcing knives into her hands and---she squeezes her eyes shut, trying to banish the thought of the beggar from her mind.
The #caprices of the priests left her in a constant state of anxiety. Yesterday they had given her candy; today they were forcing knives into her hands and---she squeezes her eyes shut, trying to banish the thought of the beggar from her mind.
September 25, 2025 at 6:42 PM
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The #caprices of the priests left her in a constant state of anxiety. Yesterday they had given her candy; today they were forcing knives into her hands and---she squeezes her eyes shut, trying to banish the thought of the beggar from her mind.
The #caprices of the priests left her in a constant state of anxiety. Yesterday they had given her candy; today they were forcing knives into her hands and---she squeezes her eyes shut, trying to banish the thought of the beggar from her mind.