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Sledding Home With a Stone Elf
Arassost knows immediately that Thalion will need a restoration spell. Before he can say anything, Dzaan’s simulacrum drops down with Krintaas close behind. Inala asks if he can undo the petrification, but the creature shakes his head. “If we help you restore your master, can you help us bring Thalion to Bryn Shander? He weighs ten times as much now.” When the construct agrees, Skye closes her…
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Dzaan the simulacrum
Dzaan inclines his head. “I’m a simulacrum. You’re referring to my master, who used to live here.” Thalion offers a polite nod. “My condolences. Sorry to be the bringer of bad news.” “Then I definitely need your help,” Dzaan’s copy replies, urgency slipping into his voice. “On the lowest level of this tower is a room that can turn things… into reality. I am my master’s failsafe. I want to…
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Lost Spire of Netheril
With a rope tied around her, the big Goliath slides down uncontrollably and lands flat on her face. She finds herself in an upside‑down room coated in frost, lit by two everburning torches. A door stands ajar, flanked by two stone statues of tall wizards in robes. Behind it, a long corridor stretches into the dark, debris scattered across the floor, two doors on each side. At the far end, the…
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Shadows Gone Astray
Thalion moves through the trees without slowing and heads straight for The Lucky Liar. The door screams on its hinges as he pushes it open. The moment he steps inside, a wave of warmth rolls over him. It smells of burning wood and wet wool. Every fisherman and woodcutter in the room turns to look at him. Behind the bar stands a woman with black hair and eyes that seem to see straight through the…
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Panorama
Posted as part of One Word Sunday @ Debbie’s Travel with Intent.
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Leren
Het thema van Melody’s 6 Woorden met 1 Beeld schrijfuitdaging van deze week is LEREN: bedenk een verhaal in slechts zes woorden – aangevuld met een foto – met een kwinkslag of een serieuze boodschap, passend bij dit thema. Mijn bijdrage: SPELEN IS LEREN IN HET KWADRAAT Doe je ook mee met de 6 Woorden met 1 Beeld uitdaging van Melodyk? Of wil je de andere verhalen lezen? Klik dan gauw op de…
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White
Posted as part of One Word Sunday @ Debbie’s Travel with Intent.
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Black
Posted as part of One Word Sunday @ Debbie’s Travel with Intent.
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Knop om
Het thema van Melody’s 6 Woorden met 1 Beeld schrijfuitdaging van deze week is KNOP OM: bedenk een verhaal in slechts zes woorden – aangevuld met een foto – met een kwinkslag of een serieuze boodschap, passend bij dit thema. Mijn bijdrage is deze keer bloedserieus: Slechts één machtswellustige kleutervinger voor nodig. Doe je ook mee met de 6 Woorden met 1 Beeld uitdaging van Melodyk? Of wil…
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Reflection
Castle of Hoensbroek, the Netherlands. Posted as part of One Word Sunday @ Debbie’s Travel with Intent.
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Yellow
The Hague, the Netherlands. Posted as part of One Word Sunday @ Debbie’s Travel with Intent.
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Pointed
The town hall of Middelburg, the Netherlands Posted as part of One Word Sunday @ Debbie’s Travel with Intent.
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Green
A peaceful green choir to start the day. Posted as part of One Word Sunday @ Debbie’s Travel with Intent.
The Druids of Winter
The adventurers continue their journey to Lonelywood. Eventually, they reach a forest. Animal tracks crisscross the ground, but none belong to the bear they had been following. They head deeper into the trees, where the quiet grows heavy. Skye feels a prickle at the back of her neck. She turns quickly to find figures emerging from the trees as if carved from the winter itself. Three humanoid…
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Laat maar waaien
~~~ Wat als ik mijn was zijn konmet niets anders aan mijn kopdan twee houten stokjesen een ijzeren klem – niks e-mails– niks Teams-calls– niks moeten alleen wat rondhangenen lichtjes wapperenme schaamteloos schikkendnaar de warme lentezon ~~~~
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Melting Snow
The Black Cabin stands silent in the thinning mist. Macreadis gone, Bagheera gone, and the air still humming with the echo of the ring device’s brilliance. Inala steps into the workshop and looks around inquiringly. Snow lies thick over beams, planks, and shattered walls; the whole place feels abandoned long before the fire ever touched it. After a last look at the incomprehensible blueprints,…
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Onderweg
Het thema van Melody’s 6 Woorden met 1 Beeld schrijfuitdaging van deze week is ONDERWEG: bedenk een verhaal in slechts zes woorden – aangevuld met een foto – met een kwinkslag of een serieuze boodschap, passend bij dit thema. Mijn bijdrage: Auto gooit roet in eten. Letterlijk. Doe je ook mee met de 6 Woorden met 1 Beeld uitdaging van Melodyk? Of wil je de andere verhalen lezen? Klik dan gauw…
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