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Prologue: The Promise at the Gate

(prologue longer than this just limit on here) Helios woke before the sun, the room cloaked in darkness. He lingered in bed, listening. Usually, at this hour, he'd hear the familiar scrape of his father's whetstone, his boots crossing the floor to the water basin, and his mother's gentle humming… read more

The best ride

Taking her trailing today

A Poem

Moonlight and Stars Bright She walked beneath moonlight and stars bright, Wandered beyond sight. Her figure frail, trailing broken light - a life gone stale. Beneath the moonlight, and stars bright, she fell into the blackness of night. Her fingers caress evening blooms, a soft song to carry the… read more

Kâ′lanû Ahkyeli’skï

[Intro] Osiyo, tsalagi... In the time before the Removal, When the Ani-Tsalagi walked the old mountains... The night brings fire on raven wings. [Verse 1] In a clay-daubed lodge beside the rushing river, A family keeps vigil as the moon climbs higher. Etsi heavy with child, her strength begins to… read more

I will rise

I refuse to let my soul die in the smoldering ash of memories that claw and whimper to be forgotten. Those shadows drape over me like a cruel mother’s embrace, a blanket of burning cold, a frost with fangs, a lullaby meant to keep me small. But hear me. Hear the thunder building in my chest. Hear… read more

Trailing simulator rc adventure

NBA

How we have a great starting line up and be trailing to Boston LakerNation

Untitled

Here I sit, and solemnly, listen, To the birds as they whistle in trees as they glisten, In the early dew of fog on a brisk autumnal morn' I see a veil whip 'round in the wind The pure white lace over transparent skin Trailing off of deep, black hair, that roses do adorn. The scent of pine wafts… read more

Those Who Keep The Shore

Steven lay on the beach, enjoying the sun and the silence. Pixel was off somewhere painting; Steven had already shadow-walked home to pick up supplies for her, something he couldn’t refuse. This place was beautiful. A camera was never going to capture it the way Pixel and a canvas could. He’d never… read more

Romance in reminance…

#Lifeofthesingles Last night, as I lay in bed, surrounded by the quiet embrace of the night, my thoughts began to spiral. The cool expanse of my bed seemed to echo my solitude, an unwavering reminder of the absence beside me. I longed for the warmth of shared laughter, the comfort of a smile… (edited) read more

Bed time

I do like settling down for bed, being nice and comfy. It would be nicer with someone else's arms wrapped around me, their fingers trailing through my hair as I begin to fall asleep. Plus waking up next to someone you're truly interested in is something else 🤭

Fingers of the Gods

Tonight, my sunset sky made me think of the gods trailing their fingers through the atmospheric river our our sky

What's your ideal date?

I love those initial dating moments, the awkward greeting in a bustling coffee shop, the weird do you want me to pay, do you want to pay, well if you get this I'll get it next time. The awkward laughing and trailing stories. The look down and tuck hair behind my ears as I become smitten with the… read more

Fire Walk With Me 🔥

Two years ago. Fell in love with my friendzone. Left, as I'd literally prayed for an exact 1:1 analogue, on paper, or simply manifested her. As a twin flame, weirdly. Explained on the onset my intent; ejected by telling her there was no upward mobility from A-to-B-to-C, friends don't put friends… read more

What would you consider the worst game mechanic? For me it's trailing missions I hate following npcs moving as slow as the code will let them and then hiding from their line of sight every 20 secs. Like give me some people to kill while I have to keep up with someone or some more intuitive qtes.

so um... I have been taking care of my brother's cat... my brother didn't care about his cat anymore so I at least try to feed his cat... I don't have a good relationship with my brother tho..

she's an outside cat and gotten pregnant twice... father threw away her 5 kittens earlier... she has 3 kittens again but I kept them safe this time.. and today I finally found someone and gave them away... it hurts tho now... I felt weird, strange.. while talking to their new owner...the lady… read more

Cutting

The grounds keep at our library was kind enough to give my a cutting of this gorgeous ( and massive) philodendron that was trailing along the top of the media section. I can take a better picture, but from this one , what type does this appear to be? It made my day he gave me a cutting.💚

Gone trailing!!

Off to explore the wilderness for the weekend, will be internet free but will definitely snag some photos for yall! Hope everyone has a safe and fun weekend 🙌

Let's talk about it.

Story Time! 📖 So, there have been quite a LOT of occurrences where I've seen both men and women with children of adolescent ages who walk AHEAD of their children. Two recent occurrences involved two young baby girls nearly getting hit because their parents absolutely DID NOT care that their… read more

A drink in the dark

Do you ever sit in the dark? I do. Not often, but enough. There’s a good silence in it. Crickets work their songs. A car passes down the road, the sound trailing like a thought you don’t chase. The air is still and honest. In the yard the honeysuckle hangs heavy when I remember to water it.… read more

Rewrite the Stars part 1

(Repost that fixed a lot of issues and changed some sentences) Literally everytime Rewrite the Stars comes on it inspires me but this is the first time the gender flips for Meg and a character I'm obsessed with. This is from the video game The Quarry. Travis Hackett Because Meg wants it to work… read more

Meg/Terrific

I am utterly obsessed with the Superman movie (I won't post spoilers) and it finally sparked my writing bug again writers block begone!!!! I am also obsessed with Mr. Terrific now Anyways just an excerpt I'm very proud of finally writing Things were supposed to be simple. That was the entire… read more

Grey

A cloud in the sky, bare stone on the ground A hazy fog that muffles your sound. To many, a symbol of sadness or blight The absence of color, the fading of light. But clouds cast a shadow to shield from the heat, And stone holds you up and steadies your feet. Grey is a comfort that's gentle and… read more

DM's how would you handle your party travelling through an area that houses a thunderbird?

So, my party has reached a high plateau in a mountain range that has a thunderbird claiming the land as it's home. They've seen the thunderbird far off in the distance from a lower elevation, and the Drakewarden spotted it, and nat20'd a nature roll to determine what's he seeing. The party cannot… read more

The Toymaker

Here is a story I started writing, I hope yall enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing the first chapter. <3 "No one wants me..." The sound of an ailing voice, barely heard underneath the thunderous drizzle of rain overhead, it was a stormy december evening and water sloshed down gutters,… read more

Our Path, Cleaved

In a life fragmented, together we drew the longest line. There were times where we knew we would be forever held. Everyday - we knew! - we would never follow the sins of our fathers. There were moments when we laughed and never spoke in gravity. Our lies discordantly grew while our unspoken demons… read more

Python has overtaken JavaScript as the most-used language on GitHub

According to the code-hosting platform’s latest Octoverse report. The company attributes this momentum to a massive influx of “data science and machine learning on GitHub”, which has seen a 59% increase in the number of contributions to generative AI projects. With Python being heavily used… read more

Trailing Lantana

Sunday trailing

How about your day?

Heya did some time trailing

Feel free to beat my time!

Work & Vocation

The hospital ward hums with the sterile buzz of fluorescent lights, a soundtrack for the weary shuffle of feet—some in scrubs, some in slippers trailing IV poles. A nurse adjusts a drip, her eyes darting to the clock, counting the minutes until the shift ends. Across town, a social worker sits in a… read more

The Road of Shadows

It was a chill autumn evening, the kind that makes your breath puff out like small ghosts in the dying light. The sun had long since surrendered its reign to the night, and I had taken my kids to Flamingo Land. They were buzzing with excitement from seeing parade floats, dashed with hues of reds,… (edited) read more

Died On This Day - May 30, 1955

May 30, 1955 #OTD Bill Vukovich, American automobile racing driver of Serbian origin. He won the 1953 and 1954 Indianapolis 500, plus two more American Automobile Association National Championship races, and died while leading the 1955 Indianapolis 500. Several drivers of his generation have… read more

A chunklette of something I'm working on

He gasped for air. Nothing. Writhing and wringling, he found no sensation. "What is this place" He tried to speak, no sound, his words simply echoed through his mind. "You are with us, my love." Another voice just as clear as his own but feminine. "Who is that? Why can I feel nothing!" He tried to… read more