Gods do swear

Gods do swear, I had years, Of stolen breath. Living trouble? Wrong. Living god. D: A, A, why are you doing this to me? A: Doing what? D: Torturing me! A: Thanks for the support, D. D: You are the first person to admit you’re not really made for this sort of thing. I mean, […]

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I have smote thine enemy

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   For four long years the woman battled the demon. The demon known only as “C” violated her body, dimmed her future and messed with her mind. She fought this demon with the strength of her army. When she was too weak to fight, too tired to resist the…

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The prayers heard ’round the world

D: Have you heard, A? A? What are you doing – stop eating and pay attention! A: I’m allowed– D: A! I mean it, put down the peanut butter. A: Fine, fine – what has your . . . is that a kilt? You’re older than kilts, D– D: Woman!! Have. You. Heard? A: What? […]

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The Druid Tells the Tale . . . for Ionia

There is a woman on this place you call the blogosphere. Her name is Ionia Martin, and she is Queen. It has been my honor, in my travels, to serve as advisor to clan lairds and sing at their hearth; I have known kings and scholars, and yet I have known none like Ionia. I […]

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Save Ionia, Save the World

D: Rodrigo? A: That’s what you have to complain about, D? The name of the Squirrel Commandant? D: It’s just that there’s so much, A. A: . . . D: Fine, it’s a lovely tribute, A. We all love Ionia and honestly I can’t imagine anything better than a war fought with cupcakes. There. Are […]

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Step up to the Mark and be counted! Writing Prompt

D’s saving himself for our contribution to the prompt, but believe me when I say this comes from the bottom of my heart and D’s dark soul… Get Well Soon, Ionia – teach those alien chipmunks a lesson!

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