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trying on a metaphor
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we're not kids anymore.
noise dept.
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life is about the empty spaces on your bookshelf where you’ve taken out a book to lend it to a friend
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Transitions…part 2
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Evening star. Natural History. December 1949.
Shin bijutsukai - Kōrin Furuya - 1902 - via Internet Archive
“September” by Jennifer Michael Hecht
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The Moon at Sunset - Francis Bowyer
British , b. 1952 -
Watercolour , 15 x 25 cm.
one of the tweets of all time to me
Azure Tit (Cyanistes cyanus), family Paridae, order Passeriformes, Russia
photograph by Anna Golubeva
I bore Viserys three Targaryens. But with the last, my last... I wanted him to be a Hightower.
wind above the mountain (8.6k)
Lan Zhan’s daemon shivers her shape again and again and again. She is a dozen different, vibrantly-colored birds, almost obscene against the austerity of his bedchamber. She flies across the room. She perches on the windowsill, and becomes carrion-eater after carrion-eater. She makes him look at her. She does not let him look away. His golden core is new. It fills up his meridians, his lower dantian. She can feel it too. That night, for the first time, she flies out of the window as a silvery-black crow. She makes it an arm’s length out into the night before their tether pulls her back.
must a fic have Plot or a Point. can it not simply be canon compliant pov swap with extremely pared down prose and a cool girleagle.
and when i drop this daemon au that has like 15k of required reading both mine and kestrel’s to understand one single word of. then you’ll all understand the value of Intertext.
Anticipate This Expeditiously.
Carved ripples on granite. Shen Lieyi.