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scatteredquotes · 9 months
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Discover more quotes like this on Scattered Quotes (full article)
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jackiethegoat · 10 months
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Christmas Quotes in Short
Short Christmas quotes hold immense power in encapsulating the festive spirit. These succinct phrases radiate warmth, joy, and goodwill. They're perfect for spreading cheer on cards, social media, or festive decor. With just a few words, they capture the essence of the season, reminding us of love, togetherness, and the magic of Christmas. Whether it's "Peace on earth" or "Believe in the magic," these concise quotes resonate deeply, uplifting spirits and fostering a sense of celebration and gratitude during this special time of the year.
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therandomvibez · 2 years
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Short Christmas Messages
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env0writes · 9 months
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Deciding Embers Vol.4, 12.27.23 “This Owned”
Absence makes the heart grow stronger Or forgetful And yet when your presence lacks The tension slowly slacks And draws to unbitter, unbridled conclusions Let us making this parting official Striving towards that strength
@env0writes C.Buck   Ko-Fi & Venmo: @Zenv0 Support Your Local Artist!   Photo by @mynamemeanscloud
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aethelredism · 9 months
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Henry Fielding, The History of Tom Jones, A Foundling
for @wildwren💛
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luna-azzurra · 1 year
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The little girl pressed her small palms against the chilled windowpane, her breath fogging the glass as she gazed out into the wintry wonderland beyond. Fluffy snowflakes floated gently from the sky, their delicate forms swirling and twirling in a mesmerizing dance. It was Christmas, a day filled with enchantment and joy, yet a tinge of longing lingered in her eyes.
She stood there, her wide-eyed innocence juxtaposed against the backdrop of a world painted in white. The snowflakes transformed the familiar landscape into a magical realm, where dreams seemed within reach and miracles were whispered by the wind. The little girl's heart raced with anticipation, each passing moment an echo of hope, for today was the day she yearned for her father's return.
With every gust of wind that swayed the barren branches, she imagined his footsteps crunching on the snow-covered path, his laughter carried by the frosty air. In her mind, he was a hero, a figure of strength and warmth who had been gone for far too long. She clutched the frayed edge of her faded Christmas dress, a reminder of happier times, and silently prayed for his presence.
The room around her, adorned with ornaments and twinkling lights, seemed to hold its breath in solidarity. A solitary candle flickered on the windowsill, its gentle glow casting a soft halo on the girl's hopeful face. The warmth of her mother's love enveloped her, an anchor in a sea of unanswered questions. Her mother had shielded her from the truth, protecting her from the harsh reality of abandonment, but the girl's heart still yearned for her father's return.
As the snowflakes continued their delicate descent, the little girl's eyes welled with tears. Her belief in the magic of Christmas threatened to waver, as the passage of time weighed heavily upon her fragile shoulders. She fought against the growing doubts, clinging to the flickering flame of hope that burned within her.
In that moment, as the world outside transformed into a pristine canvas, the little girl made a silent promise to herself. She would never stop waiting, never stop hoping for her father's return. The snowflakes whispered secrets of perseverance, of the strength found in a child's unwavering love.
As the day stretched on, the little girl's eyes never left the window, searching the horizon for a sign of his arrival. The snow fell steadily, painting the world in a blanket of white, while the girl's heart beat with a quiet resilience. And though she did not yet know the truth that lay hidden beneath her mother's gentle smile, she clung to the belief that someday, somehow, her father would find his way back to her on a snowy Christmas morning.
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ckaidenshaw · 9 months
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i don’t know if you
are spending the season alone,
but just know i miss you too.
- please come home // c.k. shaw
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deathsbridesblog · 10 months
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i may seem lost but with you… i am found
- death’s bride
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maxinewisewrites · 2 years
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just in time
snowing now
just in time,
matching 
the sparkles
that fill 
this world
in wonder.
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maryhall · 9 months
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a wolf abandoned 
too old 
to serve any purpose
snow covers her
in a downy embrace
too warm
she slips away
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mastersoftheair · 1 year
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a fun article about one of the filming locations for MotA! at the very end of the article, it mentions their website which has the same article featured here (only far more detailed), as well as a few more blog posts about their connection to the eighth air force. all these pieces also feature interesting photographs (from pictures of some USAAF soldiers to a few of the museum's exhibits).
as mentioned in the article above, the rougham control tower aviation museum is open for free entry every sunday from now until october!
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scatteredquotes · 9 months
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desdasiwrites · 2 years
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– O. Henry, The Gift of the Magi
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mercury201 · 2 years
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Family celebrations are equivalent; with strangers smiling at me.
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Setsuno, playing FNaF 4: *turns volume up to listen for breathing*
Foxy in the closet: Your free trial of hearing has ended
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obsidiennes · 2 years
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Continuing with @symbioteburnout:
"Mhm," Karin affirmed quite simply, apparently completely unabashed about how she was intruding upon Andi's personal space since it seemed like the other didn't mind. With her free hand, she reached to one of the 700mL Coke bottles on the table, using her thighs to hold it steady for a moment as she unscrewed the top before taking a swig, then offered it to Andi. Apparently she didn't believe in an 'indirect kiss' either.
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Her attention quickly returned to the movie. "You know, everybody always has that one role they think of a famous actor in. For Alan Rickman a lot of people say Snape, but to me he's always Hans Gruber."
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