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Today is my wedding anniversary. I've been married 29 years. But I don't feel any joy. I'm just tired.
Hubby and Younger Daughter were supposed to be camping today. Hubby 'forgot'. But he canceled it because of her poor grades. So they're here and...well, misery loves company.
it's because boomers fantasized about there being no consequences for going off on their boss or or wife w/e, while the millennial fantasy is basically your shitty parents apologizing to you. it'll be interesting to see what gen z does once they're at the proverbial wheel
#vacant stare from empty eye #sockets mouth in a perpetual grin what happened to you where did you meet your end what stories can you tell Take your time to form your words without a voice. I can wait.
The #howling winds battered the lighthouse, as the ocean spray splashed against the windows. The foundations groaned in the onslaught. The keeper kept his vigil. His light shone brightly and illuminated the rocky coast.
A massive wave crashed against the glass. The light went out.
The astronomers predicted the #starfall to the second. A heavenly rain of comets crossed the sky. Families gathered on hills to admire the view. Kings and Queens observed from the safety of their balconies.
The stars continued to fall and soon they realized this was no ordinary event.
The #night falls fast By the light of the moon the #hunter moves silently prey knows its enemy but cannot overcome a determined stalker who has time to spare and the skill to deal death.
#Twilight. The fading beams of sun touched upon the #spire. It shimmered under protective shields. It was vulnerable for these few seconds, before night strengthened them.
The warlock uttered his spells. Cracks ran up the shields and they shattered as darkness came.
The #cursebound book refused to open. She saw no visible lock, no leather bindings. The pages seemed to be glued together.
"Well, it seems someone doesn't want their secrets told," the wizard drawled. He knocked on the hard leather cover. "But we have ways to get it to talk, don't we?"
The #thornveil surrounded the castle grounds. A thick hedge of twisted vines snaked their way into tall walls. The knight nodded at the mage, who conjured up several fireballs. The thorns screamed as if they were alive before falling into ash.
