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  • Fallen Graces Chapter One

    Chapter one: Fallen Lips parting as a gasp escaped his mouth, his body crumpled with pain while the sword struck his arm. The smell of blood and burnt flesh stung ...

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The bigger the issue, the smaller you write. Remember that. You don’t write about the horrors of war. No. You write about a kid’s burnt socks lying on the road. You pick the smallest manageable part of the big thing, and you work off the resonance.
— Richard Price