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K.J. Parker
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January 11 - January 22, 2022
The Sashan express affection the same way cats do, by scratching; snide and inappropriate remarks, finding your weak spot and never letting it alone.
Luck, according to Saloninus, is like a cart full of diamonds perched on the very edge of a cliff. Best if you don’t push it.
Besides, if imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, plagiarism is practically a declaration of love.
Four Cure Hardy offer you a bit of meat on a stick. “Thanks,” I said. “I already ate.” That made them laugh. “Try some,” they said. The ‘or else’ was silent, like the P in psalm.
Old Echmen proverb: when falling off a high tower, try to fly. You never know your luck and what’ve you got to lose?
So inconvenient and awkward is the true authentic Sashan language that they don’t actually use it any more. They speak Apiru, which they stole from some people they conquered seven hundred years ago, and they write in Shasu, the language of the glorious and sophisticated people who flourished for thousands of years in the territories that now make up the heartland of the Empire of the Sun before the Sashan came along and exterminated them. But when the Great King writes to a brother monarch, he writes in Sashan; which means he composes his letter in Apiru in his head, dictates it in Shasu,
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