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49. Preservatives
There's something in my blood stream and it's keeping me alive. You could say that it's a poison and this is my sickness, but there's nothing toxic about it. If it were toxic, surely I would decay? I'm still around. No, it's not a poison; it's a preservative. It keeps me, like a dead creature floating in a jar of vinegar - only there is no vinegar and I'm not floating and I'm very much alive.
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Elf King Chapter 01
Storm clouds gathered within the sky. The sun shone through the single mouth of the darkness, shining on the coronation chamber. On occasion, the spires of the sages would be struck by a wayward lightning bolt, but no power came of it, it wasn't yet time for the event.
Sebastian sat in the chamber, waiting for the coronation. The last king was unjustly slain. On that day, Sebastian and his wife, Ilena, had been invited to feast with the king. This feast also served to unite the greater knights, Sir Nameless among them, to strategize. A threat from the people of a nearby land sang bitterly for their people and rumors said the heathens comman
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Underworld Academy Chapter 18
“More than half of that isn’t our fault. We ran into…obstacles. Stacy was hexed, for starters. That ‘reliquary’ that Durwood gave her had a witch’s finger, raven feathers, and some blue sand that Flint and me don’t recognize.” Raze’s voice woke her, but she didn’t open her eyes. She wanted to hear the conversation.
“It’s ‘and I’, honestly.” Archie clicked his tongue disapprovingly and continued, “I assume the sand would be from Horomancy. Specifically, one of his hourglasses, meant to induce sleep o
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A jab at current events and a stab at the people that's guilt-tripping others because of the current events.
A jab at current events and a stab at the people that's guilt-tripping others because of the current events.
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This is so accurate and well described! It is a wonderful poem!!