Ashana was hot-headed, which is a feat for a mermaid living in the cold depths of the ocean. Her temper was infamous; so intense that the water around her head would boil.
But most people didn't mind and she had many friends.
Anyone who managed to know her would find her anger often justified and directed towards those who hunted whales and those who carelessly spread pollution.
She was someone whose side you wanted to be on.
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Academics and self-care
Hi students, teachers, researchers, librarians, archivists, professors, administrators, self-taught friends, and anyone else involved in Learning, broadly-conceived
You can take care of yourself
And it is okay
You don't even have to justify it in terms of an investment in later productivity
You can take care of yourself just because you're a valuable human being
oatmeal, semi-lewd joke, positivity
Figured this would get some smirks over here
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The pirates had followed the magyk compass for months, through strange, impossibly exotic locations, discovering the myths they believed and feared to be true, yet overcoming each one together.
Finally, they reached The Spot. They began digging at dawn; and gave up for the day at sunset.
"Maybe friendship be the treasure?" offered the cabin boy.
They all paused, then simultaneously swore.
For indeed, that was the treasure they had found.
I hug the robot. You whisper to me through it. I run my hands trough its hair while I smile at your words.
Then I let go.
It nods and leaves.
In a few hours, it will arrive at your house, disinfect itself, and call me. And I will whisper to you while it caresses you like I would.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories
I had a typical Royal childhood. I was kept in a tower, watching people from afar. I had affable attendants who spoke often of friends and family. They even spoke of my own family, when permitted.
My tutors were owls who taught me about stars, creatures past and present, and languages by the dozen. It was exhausting and I'd sleep all day.
Once I turned eighteen, the customary Rescue Trials began. Those were exhausting in a different way...
Achieving zen thru grumpiness
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