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  • Jorvar the Blooddrinker (Warhammer fanfic)

    There was a nought but a glimmer of moonlight that penetrated the canopy of pine needles to illuminate their path. The shivering procession of migrants had been near enough directionless, ...

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The bird that would soar above the level plain of tradition and prejudice must have strong wings. It is a sad spectacle to see the weaklings bruised, exhausted, fluttering back to earth.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening