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ending count: 17025
starting line:
Trimaris del Sole sat at a small stone table, a glass of wine forgotten in front of her, and pondered her options.
ending line:
Kymara’s jaw dropped. “But, but, you can’t do that!”
darling:
Trimaris gave in and took a drink of the wine; the sweet, slightly sticky liquid slunk down her throat, leaving a faintly metallic aftertaste. The taste of the blood that now lay partly on her hands.
**
I now have a button that says, "We have an open door policy. And an open airlock policy."
Off to my first panel, and then to drunken Wii. The exciting life of an author.
(And no, I have not starting drinking yet. Seriously. I've been drinking tea and water all day. I don't know that I will drink tonight. We shall see.)
ending count: 17025
starting line:
Trimaris del Sole sat at a small stone table, a glass of wine forgotten in front of her, and pondered her options.
ending line:
Kymara’s jaw dropped. “But, but, you can’t do that!”
darling:
Trimaris gave in and took a drink of the wine; the sweet, slightly sticky liquid slunk down her throat, leaving a faintly metallic aftertaste. The taste of the blood that now lay partly on her hands.
**
I now have a button that says, "We have an open door policy. And an open airlock policy."
Off to my first panel, and then to drunken Wii. The exciting life of an author.
(And no, I have not starting drinking yet. Seriously. I've been drinking tea and water all day. I don't know that I will drink tonight. We shall see.)
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