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Me, Catholic, walking into a Protestant church with no depictions of Mary: where’s my mom

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when i say my gender changes to the tune of the bit i mean a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do and if he can’t then god forbid women do anything

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WTW PRESENTS OUT 50TH EVENT!

May the Force be with you! The Empire has taken over the galaxy, and its up to you to become a Jedi knight to defeat the evil villains. Do you have what it takes to resist the call of the dark side? Meet the beautiful Princess Leia and charming Han Solo, travel at the speed of light, and join the daring Rebels to save the galaxy. Ready to find your true calling and master the Force? From SEPTEMBER 1ST TO SEPTEMBER 30TH, it's up to you to write as many words for the month as you can!

THE SERVER

We have a levelling system in our server. The more you talk, the more you level up. You will be removed from the event if you have yet to reach PIXIE aka LVL 5, as it is extremely easy to reach within a day. You MUST be a member of the server to participate. You must also give yourself roles from the role menu when you join! If you need help, just ask a leader or mod. We only require AGE and PRONOUNS.

JOINING ONCE THE EVENT HAS STARTED

Please try and join before SEPTEMBER 1ST. Anyone who joins a week late (SEPTEMBER 8TH) will not be accepted into the event. Please try to be active! We will be more lenient with the level rule if you have just joined, but if you continue to not be active, and haven’t reached PIXIE within a week, you will most likely be removed from the event.

HOW IT WORKS

Most of the information is contained within the spreadsheet accessible within the server’s designated event channels. Rather than word count, the leader board will be based upon the PERCENTAGE of how close you get to your word goal. Anyone who reaches their word count before the end of the month will be asked to increase their goal to make it fair for slower writers.

BECOME A JEDI MASTER, JOIN OUR SERVER HERE!

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Area Man Struggles with Choice Between Basic Morality and Homosexual Desire Toward Worst Person Alive

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ohohohoho

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Fan Bingbing

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do-it-again august

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My apologies but can you show a photo or video on how exactly you wear a tiara as there so many but a lot of them are fake….tiara so I am confused which way you exactly means. ( because some of these prop tiara can wore as headband hence i was confused )

When I say work as a headband, I mean put onto your head withput any thought or guidance. There is a way tiaras must settle on somebody's head to show off the best of what the tiara has got. This video below shows you the typical rule to placing a tiara.

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does anybody know if it will ever be enough. does anybody know if we have being enough tomorrow

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Ilya Zankovsky - "Moonlit Night"

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bro last night was totally redacted! last night was fully expunged from the record. bro, do you... can you remember last night? what did we do...? what did... did we hurt someone? bro? why won't you look at me? what did I do...? whose blood is this...? bro...?

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love when stories inflict unspeakable horrors onto a person for no real reason. its not karma. its not payback. its not a lesson. its not your fault. no ones even out to get you in particular. youre not the chosen one or special or anything. it just sorta happened and you were there. sorry man

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Aphrodite and Eros for a Leyendecker Study :)

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a seamstress sewed the night and day together, and now time makes no sense anymore

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The Lost Prince | Alphabet | A is For Adelaide

Queen Adelaide was the Queen of Vastia, the mother of Misha. A Grand Duchess of a vast province in her own right, she married the future King in her late teens. It was a love match and the marriage was happy. The Queen had two children in the early years of her marriage, Crown Prince Andrik and Princess Elizaveta, losing more than four pregnancies in later life. Her youngest son Misha was born premature, which left the Queen's health delicate which saw to her taking more of an interest in her family and charity works than society. Her mental health worsened after the murder of her eldest son in the early days of the Revolution, leaving her in a catatonic state. She herself was murdered attempting to protect her remaining children. She is still remembered fondly even in occupied Vastia for her charity work, her motherhood and the numerous tragedies that followed her through life.

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"My mother went mad, didn't she? Maybe I didn't fall that far from the tree.' - Crown Prince Mikhail.

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Her portrait isn't the largest of the collection but it has pride of place. No tiaras or jewels in this one, just a smile that wrenches my chest, her arm draped over her little son's shoulders. He looks more like her now than he did then - Marina.

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The Queen had funded the building of the well, I remember. She hadn't come herself to open it but the village had celebrated as wildly as she did. I saw the pictures of the street parties, the flags and the dollies they threw. Flowers used to be left under the plaque that bore her name on her birthday and an old man, I recall who, had always polished the bronze whenever he passed. There's nothing left of her well now - Alekks

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"Your mother was your mother first and she would tell you exactly what I am telling you now. It was you she saved, not the Prince of Vastia" - Aunt Irina.

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"Uncle Sergei is right about one thing. As long as Misha is here, Aunt Adelaide is alive and well. He didn't mean it as a compliment, it's a kind way of saying that he's too headstrong to reason with." - Olezka

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when comes the dawn monthly update {7.31.2025}

Totally am not late in posting the July update hahahah wdym

THE STATISTICS

the draft → 45,109 words words written this month → 4,854 words average word count per session → 405 words words written this year→ 27,357 words

STORY NOTES

So uh...remember when I said that the projected word count goal was around 90k??? I may have severely underestimated myself bc we're pretty much halfway there and we're not even close to the halfway point of the story yet

July's progress was pretty slow-going both because I was trying to write around a crazy work schedule and also because I was struggling a lot with writing [The Wolf and the Fawn] chapter. Said chapter is definitely gonna need a lot of work but that's a draft two problem

Fenice gets a dog! Well, she will get a dog since I haven't written the scene where she adopts said dog, but it will happen!! His name will be Petros Hylaktor and he is the goodest dog ever <3

EXCERPTS

Fenice called out to her. The girl's head snapped up, shoulders tensed and color drained from her face. Yet as soon as her eyes locked onto Fenice's, she bolted from the floor, nearly slamming them both onto the ground in her haste to clutch onto Fenice's skirts. Fenice stumbled back with a grunt, free hand awkwardly coming up to rest against Cassandra's dark curls. She couldn't help the cringe as she felt the other's tears soak into the fabric of her clothes.

What has you so scared? She wanted to ask. Scared enough to seek safety with something like me?

And that was when she saw it.

In front of them was a wolf.

A wolf and a doe.

The wolf was the largest Fenice had ever seen. Twice her size and with a coat of fur as black as the abyss itself, it growled something fierce and territorial, blood-drenched maw rising from where it was buried in the doe's stomach. It snapped its massive teeth, snarled lips pulled back until Fenice could see the bits of gore stuck between the spaces of its canines.

By some miracle, it had yet to see Fenice.

But wolves rarely hunted alone.

THE BLOG

Yeah, I kinda ditched the idea of a mid-year update. Life just got in the way lol

I may be updating some of my old posts, so if you find yourself getting notified for them again then that's why

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