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readerviews · 9 months
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"The Price of Glory" by Patrick Shannon
An Elegant Sweep of History Through the Lenses of a Brilliant Storyteller #books #bookreview #reading #readerviews
The Price of Glory Patrick ShannonOutskirts Press (2023)ISBN: 978-1977266132Reviewed by Lily Andrews for Reader Views (12/2023) “The Price of Glory” is a fresh and captivating historical fiction novel written by award-winning author, Patrick Shannon. Here, readers are introduced to Robert de La Salle, a French explorer and a fur trader who manages to convince the king that France’s influences…
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ferberus-skull · 4 months
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you WILL look at litebrite btw
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mothwizard · 7 months
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i almost didn't go out today; some weekends i tag along with moxie to the big city and go to an antique mall or two while she's on her shift
but today..... im so glad i went today! i found one of my pony holy grails!! the wedding prance with glory and moondancer!!!! this is going on our wedding cake!!! the lesbian pony wedding!!!
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clownsuu · 1 year
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Eddie and Frank are already revealed to be husbands, so that's one ship for you.
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(Was it husbands or was it just implied them being pretty gay for each other DJSHFYDUD)
also true but I must gain true happiness for my boi howdy for he is truly a silly goofy bug man who runs da shop and exists to give barnaby the sacred hotdog for a mere funny silly-
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isalabells · 9 months
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I don't care what people think of me. I know what I did in the past, and why I did it. And I know why I'm doing this now. That's all that matters.
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lieninety · 2 years
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FIX-IT-PHILLIP!!
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thnx to my friend giving both pics, luv u bestie
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iamthemovie · 1 year
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drive-thru records merch catalog, 2003-2004
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semioticapocalypse · 6 months
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Victor McLaglen and Dolores Del Rio in a vintage promotional advertising movie still from 'What Price Glory'. 1926
I Am Collective Memories   •    Follow me, — says Visual Ratatosk
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mtg-cards-hourly · 11 months
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Price of Glory
"True strength lies in action. Let the weak react to me." —Kamahl, pit fighter
Artist: Darrell Riche TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link
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wherek-at · 2 years
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GloRen, that's it, that's the post.
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s0fter-sin · 9 months
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AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT’S GOT ITS TEETH IN ME BUT I’M ABOUT TO BITE BACK IN ANGER
#take me back to eden is so ghost coded it kills me#like im shit at lyric interpretation ill fully admit that but it Screams ghost#‘i spit blood when i wake up sink porcelain stained choking up brain matter and makeup’#‘room feels like a meat freezer i dangle in it like cold cuts’ SCREAMING BITING BITING BITING#its the butcher hanging from a meat hook imagery for me lads i Cant#and my god the soapghost of it all#just ghost lashing out bc he cant understand soaps attention#rejecting his affection and his care bc hes never felt a kind touch without it becoming cruel#and i know we dont acknowledge mw3 but#‘i guess it goes to show does it not? that we've no idea what we've got until we lose it#and no amount of love will keep it around if we don't choose it’#losing johnny being the only thing that snaps him out of it and makes him realise that hes in love with him#‘no amount of self-sought fury will bring back the glory of innocence’ that realisation turning his love inward and fracturing into hate#he couldve been with johnny they couldve been happy together#so he cracks and destroys every enemy he comes across as he hunts down makarov#leaving price and gaz behind as he lets vengeance consume himself#‘i have travelled far beyond the path of reason take me back to eden take me back to eden’#but bc fuck mw3 soap lives and ghost finds him and they live happily ever after#coming out of my cage and ive been doing just fine.txt#ghoap#soapghost#ghostsoap#simon ghost riley#ghost cod#john soap mactavish#soap cod#take me back to eden#we’re a team. ghost team
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oldshowbiz · 11 months
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"You great big, fat, son of a bitch."
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lepertamar · 10 months
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i've read stalking multiple times in the past couple years but only this last time i re-read it i just. WAIT GUYS HELLO WAIT WHAT. THIS WAS SITTING RIGHT THERE THE WHOLE TIME???? SINCE BEFORE THE REST OF THE SERIES WAS WRITTEN????? which is a reaction i’ve had multiple times rereading the series. anyway lmao. lol. lol lmao even! [major spoilers for the lives that argue for us under the cut]:
And [Safirah's] left arm is blackened. Well, it’s more like a reddish-brown, with a slight, flickering glow under the skin. But it’s burned, burned horribly—the skin twists and turns, and it’s easy to see how it wouldn’t be usable at all. Adding to that impression is the fact that Safirah doesn’t move it, not even for balance: it really was their price, then. …. Actually, as Tamar continues to look at it—she’s allowed to, she reminds herself, no one will even care or notice—she realizes that the twists on the skin are actually moving. There are patterns there, patterns of flames and not of flames at all; Tamar squints at it. She continues to watch Safirah’s arm as the debaters take their seats, trying to follow the patterns there. She’s becoming half-convinced that they mean something— …. So instead she focuses on Safirah’s face, trying to discern if there’s anything in the way they smile that hints at the power underneath them. The power that has burned them, changed them. She looks long and hard, finding her eyes drawn to Safirah’s. They seem hard, somehow. Like diamonds. …. God, the patterns of the burn really do seem to be moving—and wait, the glow… oh. The glow beneath their skin moves too, in a different way from the marks on the skin itself. In the glow also, Tamar swears she can see patterns, if only it would stop moving for a second. She wonders if they’re the same patterns as the ones on the skin. Do they complement each other? Do they mean something different? ...
—perhaps it’s not something consistent at all.  Maybe it represents whatever God’s thinking about, right now, at this moment, or what if it’s even what God and Safirah are thinking, saying in reaction to each other…? Tamar puts a hand to her mouth in amazement.
BECAUSE IN LIVES…….written WAY LATER I KNOW….
There is an esoteric theory that a Holy’s price is not a manifestation only of God’s soul but also of the Holy’s, involuntary in much the same way as God’s manifestation upon Their name being spoken is. This theory is not yet proven, though it has some evidence in the different echoing patterns of each price left in dead Holies’ skeletons, understood as the imprint of each Holy in God’s soul. […] ...... Strangely [Tesena] thinks ae knows an answer, suspects it and walks around its edge like a blue flame in a chemistry lab—exactly like that. It is like a chemical reaction, and how ae combines with God is not how ae combines with Kjorel. But then—does that mean—is to be Holy itself also and always a chemical reaction, a combination—Teśena is shrugging his shoulders, not knowing, though digging as if in the sand of this thought with curiosity. And Kjorel is—reeling a different way than sensation itself makes him reel. He had never known, had never expected, that there could be this much left unknown about the world…
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sirbogarde · 3 months
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these uniforms actually slay ngl
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iniziare · 3 months
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Tag drop: Solas
#solas. [ what would you have had me say? that i was the great adversary in your people's mythology? ]#solas: ic. [ the dread wolf inspired hope in my friends and fear in my enemies. not unlike “inquisitor” i suppose. ]#solas: inquiries. [ let me help you. / you cannot. there is no glory here. only a price that i alone will pay. ]#solas: countenance. [ i was solas first. “fen'harel” came later. an insult i took as as a badge of honor. ]#solas: introspection. [ war breeds fear. fear breeds a desire for simplicity. good and evil. right or wrong. chains of command. ]#solas: meta. [ just remember; an enemy can attack but only an ally can betray you. betrayal is always worse. ]#solas: little notes. [ but nature is and always has been; grey. a spirit is a purpose. a demon is that purpose perverted. ]#solas: wishes. [ i walk the din'anshiral. there is only death on this journey. i would not have you see what i become. ]#solas: etc. [ i have people; seeker. the greatest triumphs and tragedies this world has known can all be traced to people. ]#solas: mythal. [ they killed her. a crime for which an eternity of torment is the only fitting punishment. ]#solas: elvhenan. [ imagine beings who lived forever for whom magic was as natural as breathing. that is what was lost. ]#solas: fade. [ everything is a memory; they are easily muddied. they contain truths but reason and sense are required to extract it. ]#solas: skyhold. [ there is a place that waits for a force to hold it. there is a place where the inquisition can build… grow. ]#solas: inquisition. [ you created a powerful organization. and now it suffers the inevitable fate of such; betrayal and corruption. ]#solas: inquisitor. [ you would risk everything you have in the hope that the future is better? what if it isn't? ]#solas: vhenan. [ what is the old dalish curse? “may the dread wolf take you”? ]#solas: dorian. [ is that a problem for you? / no. no. you're a special and unique snowflake. live the dream. ]#solas: varric. [ you know what i like about you? your boundless optimism. / it's comforting that what qualities i lack; you invent. ]#solas: cassandra. [ i am impressed by your honesty and faith. it is a difficult path; but if anyone can walk it honourably. you can. ]#solas: cole. [ never forget your purpose; cole. it is a noble one. even if this world does not understand. ]#solas: vivienne. [ i leave you with the greatest curse of my people. dirthara ma. / what rustic curse is that? / 'may you learn.' ]#solas: blackwall. [ you have seen a great deal of battle. / we all have. / not like you. you live and breathe war. it's home to you. ]#solas: sera. [ i suppose now you’ll switch to how i’m the same but different? / you are the furthest from what you were meant to be. ]#solas: bull. [ what you think is what you say and do. / even peasants may find freedom in the safety of thought; you take even that. ]
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picturessnatcher · 1 year
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What Price Glory? (John Ford, 1952)
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