Jhudora's Brush

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Lame Pun: Dining Out
We Talk About Food A Lot

by blackaavar

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Dinner with the Scarlets: Morning Matters
A good morning is one spent sleeping.

by june_scarlet

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In Color
I’ve known Dagny our entire lives. She grew up in the underground Bori tunnels in Terror Mountain. From the very beginning, she was different. Artistic, intelligent and optimistic, she was the complete opposite of every other Bori. It never bothered her that she had no Bori friends, but she did have me. et me explain that I am not her Petpet. My name is Erna and I am Dagny’s imaginary friend.

by 77thbigby

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Heavy Metal
A Mote. A particle, or speck of dust. A tiny, inconsequential amount of something, usually pictured floating off to nowhere. A little bit of somethingness to punctuate the nothingness. This might be what always made me uneasy, when I thought of motes - that emphasis of space. At least, I think it was; before that day, when I started thinking something else.

by placebo_533

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