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April 16, 2019

Champion of the Gods (pt1)

“I am retiring.”

The room was completely empty, but for Shu-fang. She still put forth those words without hesitation, loud enough for every corner to capture her words. Because there might be someone listening. Shu-fang had long since been used to anyone being able to hear her.

Today though, she did not want to be misconstrued. The seemingly young woman rolled back her sleeves, tying them out of the way. She had bought a large paintbrush for this occasion, with candy apple red paint. Viewing...

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Published on April 16, 2019 08:00

April 13, 2019

Accept mortality, immortality, amortality

Living is sometimes hard, but dying can be harder
Implication of the both from our most desperate ardor
Fools would be to to disregard them both
Excellent is the one who gives the two an oath

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April 12, 2019

A Gift for Life and Death (pt4)

Pup lowered his chest to the ground, back legs still vertical as his tail whipped back and forth, slamming into the well entrenched giants of the jungle. The force may have rocked the canopy above, but at their roots they remained still. Those that could move away from the vicinity did. Just as well, Pup wasn’t interested in playing with them. Mostly because they weren’t interested in the first place. If others had been interested, well of course Pup would want to play with them. It was what...

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Published on April 12, 2019 08:00

April 10, 2019

A Gift for Life and Death (pt3)

Forgiveness had a general idea of where they were headed. Pup listened to their directions as they gave them. Forgiveness didn’t often talk a lot – not in comparison to his master and the sower. When they thought about where they might find what they were looking for, they kept quiet, not speaking aloud as even other mortals might. It was a silence of complete clarity. They weren’t hiding anything by being silent. That was not their intention. They simply had nothing to say yet, so they would...

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Published on April 10, 2019 08:00

April 9, 2019

Spears (pt17)

Reem pulled back to take another swig of her drink. Azzah nearly did the same, but saw Hasani over the rim of her bowl. She nudged Reem’s bare foot with her own. Both sets of dark brown eyes looked upon him as he advanced, dried strips of meat poking out under the hides that had stored them.

“Is that what I think it is?” Reem asked.

“I think it is.”

Hasani stopped in front of them, holding out his offering. “Do you mind if I join you?”

Azzah scooted to the side and Reem patted the space betwe...

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Published on April 09, 2019 08:00

April 6, 2019

We can be good

Freedom, is the reach inside the
Enamored, is the heartbeat of the
Empathetic, is the promise of the
Love, is the laughter for the

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Published on April 06, 2019 08:00

April 5, 2019

Spears (pt16)

“I wish I had that way with words.”

“That’s not what you want, Azz.” Reem draped an arm around Azzah’s shoulders. “What you envy is not my words. You envy my ability to stay calm enough to think of them. You have those words as well, but when faced with Hasani’s…” She lifted her bowl.
With a frown, Azzah looked down at her bowl.

“You might not have spilled a drop, but you came close. His words were worthy of a fight, not of losing your calm.”

Reem’s words rang true, despite how Azzah felt lik...

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Published on April 05, 2019 08:00

April 3, 2019

A Gift for Life and Death (pt2)

The hound was made out of bone. Bone so white it seemed difficult to think it had ever been exposed for as long as it had been. At least, bone normally so white that was the case. Currently he was covered in mud and appreciating the assistance in cleansing himself.

While Pup enjoyed himself immensely, it didn’t mean he wasn’t listening to what the angel was saying. Forgiveness was his best friend, besides his master. He would listen to anything Forgiveness had to say. But he especially listen...

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Published on April 03, 2019 08:00

April 2, 2019

Spears (pt15)

Reem placed her spear at her back, reaching out toward Hasani. Despite his shame, he didn’t hesitate in taking her hand to get back to his feet. Reem held his hand tight to make sure he didn’t waver. Once he was stable, she patted him on the back. “Get some sleep, Hasani. Waseme shouldn’t give you so many bowls in one night.”

He nodded and walked away without a word, the only speechless man in Hirka.

Azzah and Reem sat back down. Azzah picked up her bowl, watching the liquid move from side to...

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Published on April 02, 2019 08:00

April 1, 2019

Announcement of April!

Look how nice that is! Last time I announced something I didn’t get nearly as good a format. Thanks WordPress!

If anyone has enjoyed reading about Azzah and Reem under my Spears tag, the book that those drabbles made a rough first chapter of will be coming out at the end of the month! You can preorder the ebook. Unfortunately paperbacks cannot be preordered, but it will be available at the same time as the ebook.

And for anyone who buys the paperback, the ebook comes free! Tell all your fri...

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Published on April 01, 2019 08:00