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Rat – a #whimword by Graceless Hippo @jo_forty

Reposted from: here Blinding light erupted around me. The floor beneath bucks and weaves, noise deafens. Brass rails & wood line the vast structures that surround. The wind is fierce and tugs at my coat. Running to the edge of the world the wind is stronger here, over the edge nothing but sea beneath, distant, foaming.

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Hi-diddle-de-dee – a #whimword by Alex Watts

Reposted from: here Reynard twitched his nose and stirred and his cappuccino. “Anyone got anything on at the moment?” They met at this cafe every month to chew things other, but Reynard would only ever ask that question if he was doing alright. The bastard, reflected Roland. At least the others were wise to him, that was some

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