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saw this on twitter rn, if you ever feel discouraged about writing fanfiction, read this again
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The 6533 from Daliangshan
English added by me :)
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In the depths of Daliangshan, I got on a green-skin train. In the beginning, I didn’t think there was anything different here. It wasn’t until I discovered the ticket price was so low it was ridiculous. At the cheapest, it was only 2 yuan (0.29 usd). The whole journey was 400 km, which was only 26.50.
This place and the train from my memory wasn’t quite the same.
Climbing on required using a super tall platform. Some people were carrying beilous. Some people were wearing pretty ethnic folk dress. And there was also an Yi apo doing sewing work.
It wasn’t until a girl carrying a rooster walked by me that my mind filled with thoughts.
Are all the pets here so unusual?
Later, a da-jie was getting on, and I gave her a hand. I discovered there were a lot of chickens and eggs. If there are chickens, could the ducks be far away?
As expected, their song sound resonated from the front.
I was a little curious: what other mysterious animals were there around?
This sheep was truly impolite, and da-ge was put in a temper from being dragged around. Using the strength of 9 cows and 2 tigers, he finally sent it into the bathroom.
I wonder if it will dream of the plumber Mario here…
Finally, there was only a celestial dog over here, bobbing its head.
Oh right, I must hurry and tell a train attendant: the villager’s pigs have pooped in the train car again.
Fortunately the train attendant told me the pigs and the dog were bought to be taken back and raised. The chickens, ducks, and sheep are being taken to the county seat to be sold. They’re all passengers on the train.
In order to convenience the fellow villagers’ bulk cargo, each train car has a row of seats taken out. It’s hard to imagine that the storage room here could be so excessive.
The train also has a few study cars specifically made for students coming and going.
The mountains and rivers outside gradually grew distant. Those in the train car speedily wrote across their papers.
The students here were innocent and unaffected toward the camera.
["You’re very adorable!"]
The girl bashfully told me that she was in middle school.
["Third year of junior high."]
The boy shared his last sunflower seeds with me.
The Yi villagers’ standard mandarin wasn’t too fluent. She only knew one line:
["I don’t understand what you’re saying."]
However the students were able to teach me.
["'Kashasha' means thank you (in Yi)!" "Kashasha!"]
They take this train back home on Fridays and take the train back to school on Sunday.
Seeing the smiles on their lips, I finally realised: this train is what they depend on from elementary school to high school. This is her special study car. And it’s the train that brings him wealth. Even more so, it’s the slow train to lift them out of poverty.
This is the 6533 train that passes through Daliangshan.
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Send in a ♬ for your muse to catch mine singing
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A mark on your forehead identifies the god you must worship to stay alive, usually by joining its local church or temple. Your mark is unknown, meaning an old, forgotten god sponsored you. To survive, you must either find an old temple to worship at, or do the arduous task of building a new one
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It has honestly been a million years since I was in a pub getting lite. Thoroughly enjoying the local vibes here.
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[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled “immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]
a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”
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Poor Grandma
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ohh wow
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BUBBLES
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this is a poem
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Welcome to 2023 by Frog and Toad
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A parrot eating a croissant while standing on the top of the sign.
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The journey of a blue marble
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Bluebird raising a family from day 1 to finish | source                          
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♪ Cuddling together for warmth.- from Tina @multistoty
"I promise it is not usually this bad," he mused tentatively. Newt was tiptoeing the line between amusement and agreement, waiting for Tina’s face to read either happy or angry at the situation.
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Newt had thought it might be romantic to take Tina to a quaint little spot in Scotland where the glow bugs came out around a lovely picturesque waterfall, going as far as to pack a picnic. However, like all his plans, they had been derailed by a surprise appearance from an Erkling.
An incredibly intriguing sighting considering they we rarely spotted anywhere other than the Black Forest in Germany. Newt set about trying to capture the creature and the Erkling attempted to dart, and then eat them both.
In his haste, Newt had pushed Tina into the lagoon when one dart had come dangerously close to piecing her and as she scrambled to keep hold of her balance he'd tumbled in with her.
They had both been drenched in freezing water.
Newt had had to scramble to his feet and leave Tina soaking as another dart went sailing past them, the Erkling cackled at their plight.
A breath later, a well-placed stunning spell and the creature was safely tucked away in his case, even if they were a little worse for wear in the aftermath.
Newt had guided them both to a nearby cave to dry off. He started a small fire for them both, lay their coats to dry and wrapped a spare blanket around them both to keep warm.
This was not the date Newt had planned but sitting close to Tina cuddled up together was pretty nice.
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