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  4. I think someone might have cracked out a phial of starlight, or perhaps a million of you all did. Start spreading the news… 🎵and so on and so forth... [message ends]

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  6. When one considers the size of the target and the size of the projectile, one would think a cat’s foot would miss tender spots more often than it would hit. So why do they always—always—manage to stomp right on nipples and testicles? How does that make sense?

    1. Desiderius Price

      Desiderius Price

      Making sure you’re not dead?  Or, an experiment to test how much you love them?

    2. BronxWench

      BronxWench

      I firmly believe this is an ongoing and extensive test of the pain tolerances of bipeds, and somewhere, there is a dedicated team of feline researchers compiling a database of the frequency of certain responses to specific stimuli. I eagerly await publication of their results.

      On a side note, they have occasionally outsourced data collection to corgis.

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  13. Insidious Sometimes a perfect day comes with terms and conditions. Idle wishes can be overheard. (Violence)(Corruption)
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  18. From InvidiaRed on November 01, 2025 Leaffall, Ah BronxWench its always a pleasure. “Don’t make idle wishes, not at Leaffall. It’s not only the gods who are listening.” Gave me chills. What a wonderful addition. The town did have it coming for awhile now. Thank you! It seems to hold true across all worlds...when the veil is thin, be mindful of what you invoke. And it was fun to actually write something again! Let’s see if I can make it to the Winter Holiday story too!
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  20. @BronxWench From BronxWench on November 01, 2025 Glad you enjoyed! I, too, remember the days of bad horror movies coming on late at night, and of the signoff (which, IIRC, usually consisted of “The Star Spangled Banner” followed by the test pattern and that tone). And yelling at the screen was inevitable. Thank you!
  21. More broadly speaking, I’m definitely tired of the “AI slop” on YouTube. It particularly bugs me when the video is supposed to be about something factual, because you don’t know whether the AI is using actual facts or just making stuff up.
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  23. The Shortest Day is the Longest Night. The Year’s Nadir Approaches. Steady in step. The Unseelie Court’s doors open wide to Fall’s Aplenty. It is comforting to remember that though the fallow cold and sterile ice peer down from their cyros thrones. That which is loosened for but for a brief time. From the Abyssal Depths that gives up her brood. To the very foundations of the world stewed by the nameless hungering things. No night may yet last forever. Illimitable Dominion over all though the Red Death may hold. Tis but fragile stewardship it remains. Not even Jadis herself could hold Winter but never Christmas. The Ages of Ice are but brief idle sleep. Ponder then that evergreen promise of spring. Inevitable bequeathing the darkness reluctantly compelled. No matter how iron clad the toothsome and fierce the dark may grow. The things that uprose unhindered within their gruesome nadir. Shudder at light’s glow! Flee at first kiss of day! Toothless then they shrouded by death’s decay. Terrifying then must be inexorable, insistent renewal aquiet in its cradle bed. Cruel yet marching till tender spring bears again the crown. What fear then must fester abreast in that of darkness and stillness that winter doeth inspire? For what fierce dominion can they claim? That will not in time be taken by light and spring! Life my dear, Always finds a way. Always. What winter’s bark whine with agonied bite the kiss of spring long a fated. For even in Winter’s Apex does not Spring await insistent yet patient at the gates? Force fully marshalled? For what honor? What glory lay in preening bargains yet made. Be worth the enmity the coming of tomorrow’s day? What use could be worth the barbed trap the fine print surely dwells? Reject the ill gotten gain In favor of the labor of honest day. For yesteryears guest is tomorrow's brow crowned alighted! Eat. Drink. Be Merry! For Faust benighted a prince pauper. The Snowmen pall against the door allergic to the taste of hearth kindled warmth. The Sugar Plum Fairy with faerie treats a many. The game of hospitality is afoot! Enchanted! Does not Krampus scamper at yule father’s behest? Short Will Be His Prime. Great will be his Abeyance. The rules are thus in art regal procession! Tags at the top of the story Holiday theme Original Fiction 50k word limitation!
  24. Sixteen years on from this post and 77,303,568 people voted to do just that, and more. Sad what has become of the States.
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