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"Echoes of the past"

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Send "Echoes of the past" for your muse to experience one of my muses memories in a vision/dream.

She always made her trips through the village as swift as possible: buy what she needed, keep her bonnet pulled low, and tuck her head down. No eye contact; no speaking unless spoken to.

Annalise shuffled her boots against the muddy cobblestones, skirting around the crowds leaving the church after their Sunday sermon.

She could feel their eyes on her, whispering, judging. The words "witch" and "harlot" could be heard as she passed, whispered loudly enough for her to catch. Perhaps they expected a reaction out of their gossip, a way to show proof of her sinful nature.

Annalise grimaced and pulled her bonnet down tighter, her pace speeding up to reach the edge of town and hurry home.

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Echoes of the past

Send "Echoes of the past" for your muse to experience one of my muses memories in a vision/dream.

"Stop it! Get away from them!" The tiny girl, only around ten years old, roared in anguish as she ran towards the flock of vultures and carrion crows, throwing rocks and sticks to scatter them away from the carcasses littering the clearing.

The corpses of dragonskins in dragon and human form alike lay coated in a fine layer of frost, their decomposition halted temporarily by the winter temperatures. Spring was on its way soon, however, as tiny sprouts peeked out from beneath the thin layer of white.

"You can't eat them! They're- They're supposed to- to become hills and flowers and- and- stars...." She hiccuped, collapsing to her knees next to a familiar gilded form, frozen over like a statue. Why weren't they changing, like the stories said? It wasn't fair.

"Mama...papa..." Annalise sniffled, her tears freezing into tiny snowflakes against her eyelashes. She shivered, pulling her knees to her chest as she lay against her parents, while the flocks of black wings and feathers settled down over them like a canopy once more.

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The pig knows your soul 🐖

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A pound of smoked salmon for the lady. STAT

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@rodentlyridiculous replied

"Beat them with golf clubs."

"Never played golf before, but I think I could get a good swing or two in. Or three. Or four. Or‐"

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"This guy keeps pestering me, trying to convince me to sell my farm for pennies! And for what? To bulldoze it and the surrounding forest for a golf course! Bordel de merde..."

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Imagine you wake up one day as a Minotaur or similar anthro cow being. You remain yourself in mind and soul, can still speak human lanquages, and have hands with fully functioning digits. What's the first thing you do?

go YESSSS!!!!! YEEEESSSSSS!!! and then dig a hole with my head and then go OOOOOOOOO

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Sketch of an idea for a potential future commission!!

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Fancy Anna outfits wheeee

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Send me a scenario to my inbox that you'd like to roleplay with my muse.

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When you can't finish that "what kind of crush are you" quiz because there's questions about school and Anna's... never been to school—

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If we ship our muses you're legally required to make an AMV of our characters set to a PowerPoint presentation with nightcore music

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Dating Service!

"It's only been one date—"

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"If your back's ever feeling stiff, let me know! I can crack it like a glowstick, and you'll be feeling good as new!"