#Enterwind

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Spot baru di Kantor @dh_games yg baru . . . #workstation #doublemonitors #studiolyfe #enterwind #warnetdota #inetcoax10mbps #dhgames (at Alamanda-dago)

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July Wrap Up | 2020

Greetings, bookish poeple! 

I read three books in the month of July. One of wich is a year’s fave, another is just as lovely, and the last one is another meh collection of peotry!

Vicious Prince (Royal Elite, #5) by Rina Kent: This was the lovely book, I read it in a single setting (sort of, I kinda went to sleep for a few hours in between) over 24h span, and it was just delightful. I loved both of the main characters and was rooting for them to have a marvelous HEA all along. As with all of Rina’s NA books, this one deals with heavier topics and its your typical fluffy romance with a few graphic scenes here and there. Check out my full review for trigger warnings. 4/5 🌟🌟🌟🌟

Smoke & Mirrors by Michael Faudet: This was the meh poetry collection, and it was just that; a collection of poetry and prose that just did not reesonate with me in any shape or form. The short stories were the saving grace of this collection to be frank. Check out my full review for more of my thoughts. 3/5 🌟🌟🌟

Nightfall (Devil’s Night, #4) by Penelope Douglas: This is one is a 2020 fave, which isn’t that much of a shocker considering it was one of my 2020 most anticipated books. It’s the final book to one of my fave series of all times and much like the previous instaltment (Kill Switch) it did not disappoint and Pen managed to wrap up the horsemen’s enterwind stories perfectly but still managed to leave several open doors for her to go back and write up prequels, sequels, and spin offs; and I for one would read each and every single one of them.  Check out my full review for more of my thoughts and trigger warnings. 5/5 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

That’s it, what are the books you’ve read in july?

[halforc-mercenary]

( ø∑ø) ;PPPP

Send me a “( ø∑ø)” for our muses to wake up next to each other in the early morning after a One Night Stand together.

Somwhere in the corridors a guard walked past the door and the clattering of their Hauberk broke through the silence laying over the corridors, rooms and court like the thick, heavy morningmist.The noise was enough to wake Mar from the light sleep she had doozed in, comfortable laying in the warmth of the bed and the heavy tieredness like in a cradle. Eyes closed, still hanging between waking and sleeping, the Halforc grimaced like a drowsy child and skidded a little deeper under the blankets into the wonderful bedwarmth.With a quiet, content sigh Mar snogged closer to the source of warmth in her back, just as she had always been doing since the nights she had spend sleeping as a little child in her Greatuncles longhouse with the long with straw filled chest as a bed in the houses central room, the scent of a low burning fireplace as a parfume in her nose and the quiet breathing of the other familymembers and farmworkers sleeping in the same room and bed around her as the sweetest lullaby.When she moved Mar noticed at the edge of her mind the feeling of skin stroking over skin instead of the softness of blankets and when before she had been still a little tiered, still a litle drowsy, still a little doozing, from one moment to another the woman was wide awake. One second she had been still half asleep, now the young womans eyes were wide open, her back as straight as a broom and her freckled ears jolted upwards as if she was a startled deer. The chamber she was in was bigger than hers, pale grey morninglight fell through a window whichs wooden shutters had not been closed completly the night before and drew enterwinded patterns on the stoneground, the fireplace, the wooden chairs and the heavy bureau that looked out of the corner of her eyes big and dark like a waiting guard. The chamber was definitive not hers, she noticed. The bed was definitive not hers, she noticed. And the stout arm laying around her waist with one hand cupping one of her stark freckled breasts gently, was definitive also not hers, she noticed. Thalin held her close, his face burried in her thick curls, one arm around her waist, his chest to her back without a single inch between them and his quiet breath tickling over Mars freckled cheek like playful fingers. Oh? That was all echoeing through the young womans head as she lay here still, quiet, moveless. As close as he was laying beside her, she would woke him up the mere second she was moving and again there was only one thought in her mind: Oh.Slowly, very slowly the young woman started to slide away only to promptly stop when  the man only snorted a little, before doozing off again just a second later still holding Mar and once again there was only one thought as she lay there motionless, looking over her shoulder as good as she could without moving too much and daring to wake him up with that: Oh!She could not move, Mar noticed, she could not move and lay there quietly in the warmth under the blanket while the house around them slowly woke up in the early morning. And eventually he wouldwake up too. The thought made a feeling turn in her guts that felt like a boiling knife in her stomach. Moments passed slowly, quietly, with Thalins calm breath tickling over her cheek the only sound in the chamber that was as quiet as a lullaby. She was caught there, the Halforc noticed eventually. Without a escape, without a single inch free to move, without a way to flee. 

And at the farest corner of her mind int the quietness of the morning, so far away and carefully hidden that she did not even noticed she was thinking that, the Halforc was not certain she really wished to escape in the first place.

[ @wildname ]

[findthethoughtsaroundtheclock]

In Between Dream and Contemplating Journey (3)

Perjalanan bersama lima orang lain dari Lombok ke Mataram entah bagaimana membuat bonding kita sangat kuat. Di atas kapal saat tengah malam, kita ketawa sebab dengerin dangdutan - yang entah musik kemana vokal kemana. Padahal angin laut malam bikin enterwind bestie, kami bukannya tidur tapi malah cengengesan :( Tentu nggak mengherankan kalau kami membentuk grup kecil sendiri. Tujuannya adalah untuk memudahkan komunikasi dan monitor posisi selama perjalanan. Tapi jauh dari yang gue perkirakan, grup kecil ini ternyata lebih eksklusif, gayeng dan penuh kekeluargaan atas dasar senasip sepenanggungan.

Kami sudah pasti memiliki sifat dan latar belakang yang berbeda-beda. Tapi di sisi lain, garis besar kepribadian dan pemikiran kami sama.

Di tengah perjalanan kami juga bertemu dua orang lainnya yang secara tidak sadar juga merupakan "bagian" dari genk kecil ini. Meski tidak jadi menjalani waktu-waktu bersama di kapal, dua orang ini ternyata juga sangat klik dengan genk kecil ini. Jadilah keluarga kami yang tadinya hanya berjumlah enam orang menjadi delapan. Perbincangan kami berdelapan bukan cuma soal cara bisa ke Sumbawa dari Lombok atau sebaliknya, melainkan merambah ke hal-hal personal hingga curhat tentang kehidupan pribadi. Hingga hari ini, rasanya gue sangat bersyukur bisa kenal hati-hati baik di circle satu ini. Semuanya terasa tulus, tidak saling menggurui dan mampu memberi solusi. Beberapa sosok memang memegang kendali, sementara yang lain mengimbangi. All in balance. Shout out to you guys, kudos!

Di Sumbawa ngapain aja??? Selama tiga hari dua malam di Sumbawa gue terlibat dalam kegiatan sosial yang diinisasi oleh teman-teman dari instansi yang sama namun dari kantor lain. Kami melakukan pembagian sembako, pemeriksaan kesehatan, bagi-bagi alat tulis, mengajar sampai bersih-bersih pantai.

Banyak pelajaran yang gue ambil dari kegiatan ini. Bahwa bersyukur lebih banyak lagi itu harus, bahwa penting untuk menghargai orang lain, penting untuk tidak semena-mena, penting untuk memiliki jiwa solutif dan penting untuk berani menyuarakan pendapat.

Banyak hal yang terjadi selama gue disana, namun yang paling berkesan adalah saat pertemuan gue dengan anak-anak SMA N 1 Sumbawa Besar. Mereka tidak hanya muda, tapi cerdas, kreatif, berwawasan dan juga optimis. Di kesempatan itu gue membagikan sedikit yang gue tahu tentang instansi tempat gue bekerja, tentang tantangan di masa depan dan yang menurut gue lebih penting dari itu semua adalah soal semangat yang gue bagi. Di usia mereka dulu mungkin gue juga masih clueless soal masa depan, tapi beberapa dari anak muda ini justru sudah paham kemana arah mereka akan tumbuh. Sangat senang untuk bisa bertemu wajah-wajah optimis itu. Sangat senang melihat raut ibu-ibu dan bapak-bapak yang mendapat bantuan sembako.

  Gue dan teman-teman juga senang bisa bersama-sama membersihkan lingkungan dengan memungut sampah yang berserakan di salah satu pantai di Sumbawa (tbh gue lupa nama pantainya apa hehehe).

Hari-hari itu, kami berbagi, mengabdi dan bergembira hati. Soal hal yang tidak sreg di hati? Ya tentu ada aja sih, tapi yaa tidak sebanding dengan bahagianya. Tsah~ -----bersambung-----

[all-the-horses]

BH Smart Solano

Frostys Chic Olena x Enterwinder

Quarter Horse, Stallion

Born 2000

[oreocokegirl]

diare + maag + ‘enterwinding’ are not the excuses good combination push urself nom suddenly jadi bego . . . . bentar lagi die

[undasdotco]

PESTAPORA VOL.1 HARI PERTAMA

PESTAPORA VOL.1 HARI PERTAMA

Dihadiri oleh Pj Walikota Samarinda, peresmian Juanda Avenue, dan berkumpulnya ratusan penggiat komunitas dan kreator kreatif Samarinda di satu kawasan. PESTAPORA membuka hari pertamanya dengan meriah!

Samarinda sedang bergeliat, khususnya kawula mudanya. Antusias mereka akan acara yang masif masih menjadi magnet bagi para penyelenggara kegiatan. Bayangkan sekumpulan komunitas dan kreator muda…

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MENJELANG PESTAPORA, LEBARANNYA KREATOR MUDA KREATIF SAMARINDA

MENJELANG PESTAPORA, LEBARANNYA KREATOR MUDA KREATIF SAMARINDA

Dua hari menjelang Pesta Pemuda Produktif Samarinda. Technical meeting digelar membahas teknis pelaksanaan dan sebuah rancangan portal insan kreatif Samarinda ke depannya.

Creative Movement Project berisikan para penggiat dari komunitas dan kreator muda kreatif asal Samarinda. Foto: undas.co

Kamis (14/1/2015), pukul 21.00 WITA kawasan Juanda Avenueyang terletak di bilangan jalan Juanda ini…