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assorted art nouveau charms scanned by me✧˖*°࿐

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Perhaps they ought not to have eaten the dragon. There had been people objecting to it at the time. Surely such meat was poisonous. Perhaps it was even an affront, an insult to some intangible order of nature they ought to honour.

But the city was starving, the siege had gone on too long, and the king's troops were still a week's march away. The scorched earth would be fertile again in time, but right now it was barren. Right now there were mouths to feed. So they changed their crossbows for butcher knives and got to work.

None of the royal commanders asked any questions that could not be answered. After all, their aid had come shamefully late. The dragon's horned skull made a noble gift, a fitting tribute from a triumphant city to its humbled king. Who would have thought to question them?

And none of the townsfolk spoke up, when the first golden-eyed babes were born. Children who grew up barefoot and fearless, clambering over the city's patched and rebuilt roofs like they had no notion of falling, with a strange glitter to their skin when the sunlight hit it just so. No one breathed a word about dragons.

Because soon enough there were deft, young hands taking loaves straight out of the oven, heedlessly lifting iron from the forge, plunging into boiling laundry water. And some of them more wondrous still, wild, warm-skinned youths, with inexplicable knowledge and peculiar remedies.

A blessing, their families said proudly. A blessing after so much hardship. Which it was, in its way. This city would never fear dragon fire again.

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Yvonne Troxell Lamothe - Purple and Red Leaves, 2023 - Oil on panel

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by Caroline

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Felix Gonzalez-Torres: Untitled (1991)

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I haven't abandoned this story. I just put it on the back burner for now. The story is just on a small vacation. It is currently out of office. It can't come to the phone right now. It just fell under my bed to sleep with the monsters. It never left my head. It is everywhere - except on paper.

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Chen Chen

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already more interesting drama than the movie itself

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Designer Joe Doucet invented a flat wind turbine that can be incorporated into walls, rather than harnessing the wind with huge blades suspended on tall towers. The turbine wall is made up of a grid of square panes that spin along 25 axes | source

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heart shaped necklaces that say “find me in the future” “there you are sweetheart sorry i’m late i was looking everywhere for you”

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Magic

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Wilting Flowers Elegantly Sculpted in Glass by Lilla Tabasso Are Suspended in States of Decay

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throwing a grenade and then immediately throwing myself on top of it to save everyone

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I’d divorce him too lmao

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underrated trope: “i’ve lost my memory and idk who you are but i just have this feeling that i’m supposed to trust you”

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