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Issue: 717 | 29th day of Sleeping, Y18 |
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Lame Pun: Dining Out
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 Heavy Metal
A Mote. A particle, or speck of dust. A tiny, inconsequential amount of something, usually pictured floating off to nowhere. A little bit of somethingness to punctuate the nothingness. This might be what always made me uneasy, when I thought of motes - that emphasis of space. At least, I think it was; before that day, when I started thinking something else.
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 Unconventional Uses for Jhudoras Fingernails
If you've taken a look at any of the Jhudora-themed wearables lately, you will have noticed the hideousness of the Jhudora Fingernails. To be fair, there are some good Jhudora wearables out there, but as a general rule, these fingernails aren't the classiest of the bunch. Also by 0123kl
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 Sir Tormund Ellis: A Documentary: Part Two
I trained officially with my sword before him, and I got sent into those disgusting sewers before him, and I woke up at the crack of dawn before him, and I think I might have even been Master Torak's favourite before him — I swear. But, you know, the day he came in, there was this... aura around him, like he was constantly surrounded by light motes.
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