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Wanted to draw my star wars girl again

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Kids desks, furniture and blackboards - Luula

Kids desks with black board and sandbox like "Luu", Julle and blackboard and furniture based on Principles of Montessori Education.

Luula's climbing set HILLTOWN CLIMPER  was created by mom of three children and a master of social psychology, according to E. Pikler and M. Montessori pedagogy. As is often the case, furniture was designed for the needs of their children - to provide movement options even in a small living area ✨ More: www.luu.la 🌈🎈

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Luula Ares 💕💕💕💕

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🎶🎉💕💕Luula_ares💕💕💕

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Montessori Calm: LUULA Acrylic Whiteboard ✨

✨ Montessori at their eye level—calm focus, big creativity. Meet the #Luula Acrylic Whiteboard. Semi-transparent 5 mm acrylic for doodles, tracing, and shadow play. Smooth and scratch‑resistant. Use dry-erase or chalk markers. Wipes clean in seconds. Includes 4 distancers for a tidy “floating” wall mount or stand setup. Sized for kids: 45 × 60 cm, 1.5 kg. Age 3+. Made in Latvia with certified Baltic birch details. Premium look that suits modern kids’ spaces and #Montessori routines. Perfect for homework, habit charts, and playful sketches. #ReadyForSchool Use code SOCIAL10 for 10% off. Shop now: https://nooredx.ee/products/luula-acrylic-whiteboard-for-montessori-style-learning #NooredX #Europe #YoungFashion #Kids #KidsRoom #HomeDecor #LearningTools #EarlyLearning #MadeInEurope #NordicStyle #PremiumQuality #NewArrivals

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Muammar Gaddafi - Genocida

Muammar Gaddafi – Genocida

Muammar Muhammad Abu Minyar al-Gaddafi, vulgarmente conhecido como Coronel Gaddafi, foi um ditador líbio, político e teórico político. Governou a Líbia com mão de ferro da República Árabe Líbia de 1969 a 1977 e depois como “Lider Fraternal” da Grande Jamahiriva Árabe Popular Socialista da Líbia de 1977 a 2011. Inicialmente estava ideologicamente empenhado no nacionalismo árabe e no socialismo…

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Luula

(Loo-LAH) Modern Universe Draenei

Luulia was born blind and was babied by her parents and siblings. She is Draenor born, and there was always that orc threat looming. They tried many things to get her battle ready or something amiable where she won’t be defenseless alone. 

When bewildered as to what to do with her, her mother went to the Exarchs and eventually the Naaru for advice. The Exarchs said to teach her in the ways of the Light as the Light will guide, while the Naaru said there are other plans for her. More important plans. No one understood what they meant.

As time went on, Luulia was at least adept in using a staff with intermediate skill in using it in combat to defend and attack. But mostly defend, as she did not want to hurt anyone close to her. She could see with the stick, as well as hear things acutely. With one sense gone, the rest needed to find a way for her to survive after all.

It wasn’t until the attack on her family’s village did she see the full extent of the brutality of the orcs. Until then, she had not seen or believe them to be that different other than what was described to her. When she was captured, all of that changed. 

She was tortured and ridiculed for her lack of sight. They cut her eyes and other places as their prisoner. She could not tell what clan they were other than a few grunts here and there, as she did not even understand Orcish too well other  than the poorly translated gibberish her village gave her to recognize certain phrases like “Lok’tar Ogar!” and “Zug Zug.”

It wasn’t until a band of runaway slaves and Gladiator’s from Highmaul that she could be free of the torment. They planned to use her as a sacrifice for the Dark Portal.

On their travels- the cabal of freed slaves of both the ogres and orcs- wandered into Nagrand where the Throne of Elements stood. Luulia wished she could see it, but she could hear voices. Voices of crude tone, hinting they were sentient but not of her kind or any of the other fleshy kind on this world. She followed their urgings and stumbled upon that very Throne.

There stood the shamans she heard of. The Broken that would teach her kind. It was unheard of for a good while, considering this was an orcish path. But she listened, and then she understood why. This was the path the Naaru spoke of, this was her destiny.

She took up the mantle and used the wind to guide her from danger, the earth to see with the vibrations, the water to calm and heal, and fire to purge the evils of this world that wished her harm.