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one of my favorite things to do in limited perspective is write sentences about the things someone doesn't do. he doesn't open his eyes. he doesn't reach out. i LOVE sentences like that. if it's describing the narrator, it's a reflection of their desires, something they're holding themselves back from. there's a tension between urge and action. it makes you ask why they wanted or felt compelled to do that, and also why they ultimately didn't. and if it's describing someone else, it tells you about the narrator's expectations. how they perceive that other person or their relationship. what they thought the other person was going to do, or thought the other person should have done, but failed to. negative action sentences are everything.

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"What do you want from me?" Dekar asks. He is knelt on the ground, the dirt parted beneath his knees. It stains his pants, his hands, his fingertips. He digs into the earth with nimble fingers and picks a weed from the garden by its roots. This is a pointless endeavor: they will grow back, always. But the garden will be prettier for a while in their absence.

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The god says nothing. It stares, smiling, watching. Its hand comes to rest in Dekar's hair, tousling brown locks. It will never get used to how warm mortals are–how temporary. Strong hands in the earth and a body that could shatter at the slightest push. Why had the universe designed such things? Why leave them here, in places like these, for harm to come upon them? It does not know. It is still young.

Dekar wrinkles his nose. He does not pull away from the touch, but turns his head to look at the god. There is no fear in his face, though his brow is furrowed. His hands pause in their digging. "Will you answer me? Can you speak?"

"Aren't you afraid of me?" The god asks. Its voice is like gravel, like the wind, like the creaking of the earth and the whispers beneath it. It knows that it is a monstrous sight to mortals. Rarely do they stay once they catch a glimpse at its form.

"No. I have seen stranger." Dekar says. He looks back down to the dirt. "And you did save my life, so I can hardly treat you poorly now. I just want to know. The priests would have me ask."

"I simply want to watch." The god says.

Dekar is quiet for a moment, and then his fingers plunge beneath the cool soil again, searching for the roots of another weed. "Watch, then." He says.

The god smiles.

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KING (by kanaria) parody

The barrel brlongs to the bastard but YOU ARE KING😌

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falin

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🏃🏃🏃

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yeah gonna assume their dynamic will be,, something like this

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overripe fruit

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for me and the one other great pretender fan

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my take on human caldarus while i sit in the waiting room.

idk how to explain but he feels very rune factory 4 leon to me <3

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my favorite fields of mistria boys 🥰

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what do you MEAN the brand new game that's not even fully released yet doesn't have 43000 fics on ao3 to choose from

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Athena

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Love and War

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new tavs are fireeee

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Btw, original pieces :|