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The air tastes of bone after the flesh is scoured.
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Deep
In any case, the change already goes deep, and while I'm not a specialist, I don't think it's possible to revert it.
Plus, if she had wanted us to meddle with this business, she'd have left instructions, yet Cedar 23 didn't mention any.
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Profond
De toute façon, le changement est déjà très profond, et sans être spécialiste, je doute qu’il soit possible de l'inverser.
Et puis si elle avait voulu qu’on se mêle de ça, elle aurait laissé des instructions, or Cèdre 23 n’en a mentionné aucune.
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Evelyn and her wife Sanae were newly arrived in the US, and Evelyn was introducing Sanae to her college friends.
"Come visit us," Brian said. "We're only about two hours south of you by car."
"Heh, the thing is, I never got my license before going to college, and then in Tokyo I never needed one."
"How about you, Sanae?" Brian asked.
"I'm afraid I'm only a #paper driver."
"That's what it's called in Japan when you have your license but don't drive," Evelyn explained.
"Who do I file bugs with?" enquired the ghost. "That one down there is faulty", they continued, pointing at a politician on the earth below.
The Warwake Roots drink divine ichor, spiraling into the anatomy of a fallen deity.
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Due to poor planning I was on Luna with almost no cash when the crash hit. Due to pure luck I avoided being wiped out by having moved the bulk of my funds to an unaffected safe-haven denomination. Due to an ATM with a misaligned touchscreen I had just converted my bitcoin—I fucking hate cryptocurrencies but using those and a pico-SD card was the only to get my life savings off Earth—into almost sixteen trillion Libros points (the BookWyrm reputational currency, not the defunct memecoin of the same name). I meant to convert to Lunabucks obvs but for off-by-one on that touch menu. So here I am: alive, with eleven Euro in cash (like, those cool two-tone (not)gold/(not)silver actual coins that are probably worth more on Luna as museum pieces than their face value) and that mountain of LBP. I can’t go back to Earth; they don’t read there and the (bullshit) arrest warrant is a small problem too. I think I need to hire a local guide, one who works for book review points or is into nordic gold.
The sounds of destruction echoed in the distance. Screams and war cries drifted up from the depths of the dungeon. The ground began to shake, and suddenly monsters of all sorts - skeletons, a troll, infected rats, imps and minor demons all charged into view, heading straight for the adventure party.
"It's a stampede!" exclaimed Freydis, readying her best attack spells.
"Dungeon train!" Lumpikith yelled, summoning her knuckle dusters. "Your golem pissed everyone off!"
The #MastoPrompt for Saturday 27 June 2026 is:
The poem or story can include the prompt word or be about the prompt word.
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If you're including an image please do include alt-text if you’re able to.
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