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[secondjulia]

The Moderate Girondins

Honor them by listening to their own words.

" "Let us mark out a place for traitors, and let it be the scaffold. Let us decree this instant that the French nation denounces as infamous, betrayers of the fatherland, and guilty of treason towards the nation, any agent of the executive power, any Frenchman who participates, directly or indirectly, either in a congress with the object of obtaining modifications to the constitution, in any form of mediation between the nation and the revels, or in any bargain with the German princes in Alsace." "

—Gaudet

"The effect was electric. To frantic applause and the waving of hats, the entire Assembly rose. Everybody — deputies, spectators, even the ushers — stretched their hands out toward the president's desk and shouted: 'Yes! We swear it! We shall live in freedom or die! The constitution or death!' Gaudet's ferocious proposal was decreed by acclamation. It was a fateful moment. The deputies had just voted onto the statute book that most elastic term 'treason towards the nation' (lèse nation). The most dangerous instrument of the Terror had been prepared."

Road from Versailles by Munro Price, 2002, p. 267

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Gaudet House, Tourrettes-sur-Loup, Antti Lovag (1968) 

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All Stories Are Linked

All Stories Are Linked. The Gypsy Queen is a new release, waiting for your discovery.  Her dark past will not be forgotten. #books #newrelease #amreading #paranormal #thriller

Sure, you say.  If they are written by the same author they are linked by that.

But, perhaps it is more than that.  A shared experience, for we all share the world experience through social media, printed media, movies and film, art, stories told and written, and living life in general.

Could we, on some deeper level, be tapped into a hive mind?  Is that how all these twisted ideas weirdly get…

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[akagei]

Prompt #6: Onerous

Gaudet was forced to admit to himself that he'd considerably romanticized the life of a pugilist. His days were monotonous, an endless series of tasks so similar as to be indistinguishable from each other, stretching on and on before him.

Pulling a golden beef pie from the oven, he wiped sweat and grease from his face. Since it was his day off and his friends were out performing more onerous work, he was doing the housework. Not exactly relaxing, but it beat being covered in Amal'jaa guts for the tenth day in a row.

He merrily sang a song of the Starlight season as he tucked a second pie, pungent with aroma of various fruits, sweet spices and candied peel behind the other. He began to lay out plates and cutlery, crocks of pickles and preserves, various nuts and cheeses.

"I believe I have never seen a finer holiday feast, Petite Filet!" He patted the housecat that had been in residence there long before any of them. The cat purred and rubbed against him in an extravagant display of affection.

"I'm back!" came Turyn's voice as the door opened. Petite Filet hissed and darted from the room in outrage. Gaudet discreetly concealed his amusement, the cat's animosity toward his friend was a bit of a sore point.

"Our patrol went more quickly than expected, I'm going to have a quick bath before dinner," Turyn strode from the room, unbuckling his belt.

Ceci arrived soon after, cursing the blast of wind-driven sand she struggled against on her way.

When Turyn finished bathing, they sat and ate jovially together, chatting and singing, dining and drinking mulled wine late into the winter night.

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Prompt #5: Cutting Corners

The wagon driver reined the horses in sharply as they finally approached one of the few camps spaced out across this massive desert. Gaudet jumped to the ground and stretched his legs wearily, exhausted from weeks of travel in the dry Thanalan heat. It was vastly different from the climate to which he was accustomed, being so easily robbed of his physical and mental abilities left him feeling weak and pathetic.

He drank sparingly from his water canteen, doing his best to keep in the shade as he strolled slowly down a single path with about a dozen carts, tents and other shelters clustered around it. He was delighted to spot some wild shroud iris seeds and eagerly parted with the absurd amount of gil being charged for them.

“Here I thought you was cutting corners, making sure you have enough to live off once we reach Ul’dah,” Turyn tut-tutted, shaking his head ruefully at Gaudet’s extravagance.

“We’ll be fine,” Gaudet shrugged, “I can eat a bit less for a week or two, it’ll balance out by the time we make it there.”

“As if you could control your appetite,” Turyn snorted derisively. He had a point, Gaudet was accustomed to sharing his sister’s skilled cooking only with her and though they were not wealthy they’d always had plenty to eat.

“I’ll eat nothing but beans and bread, then,” Gaudet declared in tones of virtuous martyrdom. “You and Ceci can share out all the meat and vegetables between you.”

“Don’t be an ass,” Ceci, walking up to them, waved Gaudet into silence. “It wasn’t that much coin, Turyn is just being a miser and a bully. As, of course, is perennially tradition.” She glared at Turyn, “You can plant them when we find a place in Ul’dah, they’ll be a pleasant reminder of home for all of us.”

“They’re Mignon’s favorite flower,” Gaudet smiled. “I can have a perfume made from their essence for her, she’d love that.”

A chocobo had slipped it’s tether and was causing some havoc in the camp, scattering various merchandise in it’s scramble to flee before being recaptured. Without a word to each other, the three returned to their hired wagon and were glad to find the driver there, ready to depart.

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Where Does Mikey Get His Glasses?

Where Does Mikey Get His Glasses?

Mikey’s Glasses – Everyday Wear Mikey and Diva Dan’s current glasses are from the same location in Halifax, Nova Scotia. Gaudet Optical at 6465 Quinnpool Road, Halifax, Nova Scotia. It has always been difficult for a male to get stylish glasses as many frame shops focus heavily on the feminine look. Gaudet has an equal balance but is designed for the person looking to style up their look. This is…

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Hic est locus ubi mors gaudet sucurre vitam

Entrada del teatro Anatómico

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Maison Gaudet by Antti Lovag ⭐️🌈 #7haus #inspiration #bubblehouse #anttilovag #gaudet #architecture #design #designers #staircase #love #roundshape #europeankitchen #kitchendesign #homedecor #nyc (at Williamsburg, Brooklyn)