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[seowidgets]

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[welovethebeekeeper]

clear blue Dive into the clear blue waters of imagination and let your creativity flow.

[welcometowhisper]

The Fernstride Family

Round 2

After moving their family out to one of Windenburg's more remote islands, the Fernstrides finally feel like they have the wide open space they need to thrive in Whisper. Though Yara might have her head up in space while Desmond is just focusing on the next full moon, raising their daughter, Moraine and their picture-perfect wedding at Moonstone Castle have brought them closer than they ever thought possible.

[sarin-starr]

I hope every senator who votes yes gets voted out next election. You old men are a disgrace and too blind to serve. Flake, Grassley, Hatch, Graham... your time is up!

[nie-wierze-w-ludzkosc]

Dzień dobry ❄️💋 #nails #new #bluenails #winternails #hybridnails #hybrid #like4like #l4l #neonail #neonailpoland #bluetide @neonailpoland

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[nicolinibambini]

neighborhood @ night 💙 new stories in my bio. #santamonica #venice #venicebeach #losangeles #bluewaves #algaebloom #bluetide #redtide (at Venice, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAGwJqJB2oK/?igshid=8n7kx54xn87y

[drshapero]

The effervescent blue at the Strands was a beautiful sight. Quite amazing. #Drshapero #PremierHealthCare #sanclemente #danapoint #sanjuancapistrano #lagunabeach #lagunaniguel #bluetide #redtide #oceanblue #glowingwater (at Premier Health Care Wellness & Chiropractic) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_wbImhpaDk/?igshid=8fepn55ujn6v

[lostinlit-becca]

Today is a books and tea kind of day☕️📚☕️📚• • I am having a crabby day today, I'm just grumpy in general and in a funk so hopefully reading a little, binging some Gossip Girl and drinking copious cups of tea and coffee will help me get out of it! 📚☕️📺• • The tea, loose leaf tea basket and book are all from past @novelteaclub boxes! Each box contains an awesome book (you choose the theme; ya, fantasy or romance) a bag of loose leaf tea, a yummy treat and a few other goodies such as bath bombs, pencils and soaps! Everything you need for a perfect night in! Subscriptions are open for March and you can use code 'BECCA10' to save 10% on your subscription 📚☕️❤• #novelteaclub #cozynightin #bluetide #jennalynnduncan #booksandtea #tealover #bookstagram

[bluetideexteriors02]

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[immemorymag]

Joakim Eskildsen: Blue Tide / Maré Azul: A True Story

BLUETIDE tells, in photographs and text, about the power of the sea and its impact on the people in the little north-Portuguese fishing village Apúlia. The village is situated at the Western coast of Europe, which is hit by rough winter storms every year, when sand masses are carried away with the waves.

Several houses have already fallen into the sea and in a couple of years the whole village will be buried in the Atlantic Ocean.

Nature shows its superior power to the people in Apúlia and is therefore always in their consciousness.

These people have a close relationship to nature – a relation that is alien to most of the people in Europe.

The photographs belong to the book ‘Blue Tide���, with accompanying texts by Swedish poet Cia Rinne

[snaileer]

The Water Thief

Lance remembers the hurricane. He remembers the winds, the panicked evacuations. He remembers the droning weather sirens that echoed though his childhood and haunt his nightmares.

But most of all, Lance remembers the water. The rushing floods and pouring rain. The endless pounding cacophony on tin roofs and car tops. The way the waves rose, higher and higher. He remembers his family getting swept out by the rushing currents and the rip tides yanking them down and away.

Lance remembers.

———

Lance snuck past the alarms with smooth, practiced grace as the rain poured down outside. The cameras dismissed his presence completely, his shadows blending with the shifting water on the windows.

He moved towards the center of the new exhibit room in the museum. Or more accurately, towards the gem that sat in the display case.

Lance smiled from his position in the last of the shadows, knowing the second he stepped out, he’d be on a timer.

But that’s what made the job fun.

He stuck his toe into the light, listening to the click of a silent alarm. He shot forward to the door, barely pausing before he was running out the door, sparkling diamond tucked in his bag and an empty pedestal left behind. When he made it through the emergency exit he could already hear sirens closing the distance.

Huh, they seemed to be in a bit of a rush this time. Or maybe they were finally learning.

Either way, Lance would be long gone by the time any law officials set foot in the museum.

“Stop right there, Blue!”

Course, that didn’t account for law un-officials. Lance turned to face the voice behind him, catching the moonlight glint off a blade.

“Fancy seeing you here, Red,” he stuck a grin on his face as he faced the local vigilante, the Red Ranger.

“Give it up, BlueTide, we’ve got you this time,” Lance spun around to face the new voice, another vigilante, the Hunter. And a third vigilante at his side, Groundbreaker.

“Oh, ho, ho, we! Now this is a treat! The great lone Ranger teaming up with others!” He chuckled and whipped around to face him again, “Tell me, O mighty Red Ranger,” he narrowed his eyes and sneered the name like it was a curse, “is it hard working together?”

“It’s Red Paladin now.”

“If you come willingly, we can try to lessen your sentence,” Lance watched as the Champion appeared in his peripheral view.

The sirens sounded closer still.

“Sorry to cut this lovely chat short, but it’s time for my epic getaway.”

“Not this time Blue. We’re taking you in.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Check out before you wash out, Paladins.”

He smirked, then slammed one of his smoke bombs on the ground and ran for his escape route.

He escaped quickly. His movements were smooth like the waves. He moved like the greatest thief in the world. He moved like a great ocean, grabbing everything he could touch without so much as a ripple in the tide. After all, he moved like the greatest thief in the world.

Lance moved like the waters,

And the water takes everything.

[welcometowhisper]

Round 1 for the forest district!

Yara and Desmond have really found soulmates in one another and are like two peas in a pod. They both enjoy learning new things and time spent at home, and have created a little family with two new dogs, Bela and Perrin. Yara started Whisper's first club dedicated to chess, and Desmond became the first sim in Whisper to license a song. Desmond opened Yara up and was able to propose at their Christmas party, which was really sweet. They are accidentally pregnant and found out they were having a little girl right before their round ended :)

[maples-wings]

Exile - Prologue

Ao3 Link - https://archiveofourown.org/works/23539429/chapters/56461213

Mentioned Names 

ZombieCleo - Petalshade, JoeHills - Rainwhisper,

Jevin - Bluetide, Xisuma - Sundapple, Doc - Foxthorn,

Falsesymmetry - Goldenstrike

A fic for the Warriors Au I’m working on 

It was a bright sunny day, but the riverclan camp was sombre. It had been a few days since the last gathering. All cats were tense. The clan leaders had recently decided to banish a group of cats from all clans that had gotten closer than any was comfortable with. Recently Drizzlestar, riverclan’s leader had exiled Bluetide, from the clan, and cats were wondering who would be next. 

Two specific cats were sitting nervously in the medicine cat den, waiting for the time that Drizzlestar would exile them.

Petalshade looked over to Rainwhisper. “Do you think Drizzlestar will exile us?” She asked. Rainwhisper spat the herbs out of his mouth. 

“Acornstar convinced the leaders to banish us all. Drizzlestar won’t stand by himself. Especially under the pressure of Acornstar and Marshstar.” He flicked his ear and turned to Petalshade. “I’m one of three medicine cats in Riverclan. It really wouldn’t matter if I was banished.” 

Petalshade scoffed. “You’ve been the longest medicine cat and Starclan sends you most of their messages. Dewpaw and Wavepool specialise in medicine.” She paused and looked around. “Do you think the others found each other?” Rainwhisper tilted his head slightly. 

“They probably have.” He replied getting back to his tasks. “Clan cats are resourceful, and Sundapple saw it coming. Acornstar isn’t too friendly to cross clan friendships.”

Sighing Petalshade peered out of the den to see Drizzlestar heading towards the willow stump that leaders would hold clan meetings from. She looked back at Rainwhisper a concerned look on her face. “Well, hopefully, this is good news.” Rainwhisper blinked slightly and walked next to Petalshade and poked his head out of the vines. 

“I doubt it.” He said. “Drizzlestar doesn’t look too pleased.” Petalshade scowled at the ground. 

“Let all cats old enough to swim the rapids gather around the tree-stump for a clan meeting!” The two cats shared a glance and exited the medicine cat den hesitantly. Petalshade sat as far away from the stump as possible while Rainwhisper sat with the other medicine cats. Other than Rainwhisper,  Bluetide and her friends in the other clans, Petalshade had never felt the need to make more friends from Riverclan. But now she couldn’t help but feel a little bit lonely.

“Ever since Bluetide was banished, I have been talking with my deputy and the other leaders on who is friends with the cross clan group. I was informed today that two other cats in our clan are associates.” Petalshade drew in a breath. She knew that it was coming sooner or later but a bit of Petalshade didn’t want to leave. She had grown up here. “It pains me to say that one of our medicine cats Rainwhisper, and loyal warrior Petalshade are affiliated with the group.” Staring at the ground to avoid the stares of her clanmates Petalshade clawed at the ground. 

“Petalshade, Rainwhisper, from now on. I do not want you to see you two ever again. If you even step foot on our territory, you will be killed.” Drizzlestar dipped his head. “Thank you for your service to Riverclan, but we cannot trust cats that are friends with the other clans.” Taking a quick look at Drizzlestar for any hint of emotion, Petalshade couldn’t find any, just a blank face. Standing up Petalshade dipped her head to Drizzlestar in respect. Looking for Rainwhisper she tilted her head to the exit of the camp, as a sort of “follow me” gesture. Turning her back to the clan cats Petalshade walked out, heading straight to the nearest way out of Riverclan territory.

---

It had been three days since Petalshade had been banished. She and Rainwhisper had been searching for their friends, and Petalshade couldn’t help but feel a little bit crazy. Even though Rainwhisper kept her the least bit sane, it was unusual to be all alone and scared of the outside world. She had lived in particular comfort for most of her life, even leaf-bare wasn’t as bad as it could be. Now Petalshade had to worry about hostile clan cats, predators and any two-legs and their contraptions hanging around. Though those things were a worry living in Riverclan,  Petalshade didn’t really have to deal with the whole of those issues.

“Do you think they’re even still around the clans?” Petalshade asked worriedly as they trekked along the outskirts of clan territory.

Rainwhisper looked uncertain. “We’ll have to see.” Petalshade sighed, she hoped they would somehow bump into Sundapple or even Goldenstrike soon. “Have you seen any signs for cats?” He asked her. Petalshade thought for a moment. “I saw some pawprints of some sorts by Shadowclan, but it looked like it was a moon ago, before the banishments.” 

Staring at the sun, Petalshade swished her tail irritably. It was nearly sundown and they had barely made it anywhere. “Rainwhisper, could you find an okay camp? I’ll go do a quick hunt.” Rainwhisper nodded. 

“Don’t stray too far, Petalshade. We don’t want to lose each other.” He meowed. Petalshade nodded. 

“I won’t go too far.” She said. “I’ll be back soon.” 

Scratching long lines in the dirt so she wouldn’t get lost Petalshade sniffed for hints of prey. Exploring deeper into the forest she scented thrush. Blindly following the winding scent trail, Petalshade went farther than she wanted to. Before she could find the thrush, she was opposite to a familiar face.

“Foxthorn?”

[usuallymagicalwolf-blog]