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23 days until September
44 days until Autumn 🍂
83 days until Halloween 🎃
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Fog 🧎♀️
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You've unlocked the nerd in me, and I need it.
The piano instructor automaton needs to have metal mandibles to pull apart students' fingers to get them to reach the octave on the keyboard and just repeat "octave" over and over.
Is that based on a true horror story from my days in music college? Mayhaps.
I want to write a fic set in a Faerûnian bard college solely so I can staff it with automatons called Solfeggio and Semiquaver. They could check pitch, act as a metronome, tune instruments, listen to students complain about exams... The professors could complain about a time before art became mechanized and soulless.
*sigh* to the WIP folder.
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The way this conversation was the entire basis of his entrance into our world in Ubi amor.
*Gale is experimenting. He gets cocky; opens a portal somewhere thinking it's to one place, but actually, it's to a different universe*
Gale: Not again
I love hearing about Gale's childhood capers and shenanigans
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𝐻𝑒 𝒲𝒽𝑜 𝒲𝒶𝓈
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reblog to give prev a little sticker and tell them you’re proud of them
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Thank you for the match, @academic-vampire ! I certainly feel at home in this mood board.
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𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔞 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔪
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One Life of so much Consequence! Yet I - for it - would pay- My Soul's entire income- In ceaseless - salary -
— Emily Dickinson
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- a life lived in shades of coffee, leather, and fading paper
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- warm books, warmer thoughts
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