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The mirror replied "To whom?"

"The miller who made the flour for my bread," the queen would say, or "Whoever spun the thread my shawl was made of".

The second time, she says "To the King," and she is pleased to see herself once more.

The third time, she says "To the Royal Advisor," and is once more satisfied to see herself.

The fourth time, she says "To the scribe who takes the King's letters." She is shown the man's wife. And she seethes, but quiets herself, for it is only right that a man loves his wife.

The fifth time, she says "To the Court Wizard," and is shown the man's departed mother as he remembers her from his youth, radiant and smiling and warm and larger than life.

The tenth time, she says "To the Stable Master," and is shown the fastest horse in the stable, majestic and free as the wind even in captivity

"To the baker," she is shown the man's daughter, young and adorable and full of joy and laughter.

"To the artist who did my portrait," she is shown a painting of a woman done by the man's teacher, who he still looks up to now that he is well established himself.

"To the Royal Knight," she is surprised but not displeased to see the castle's entire guard force in the middle of doing drills.

The one hundredth time she asks the mirror, and it asks her "to whom?" she once again says, "To me." And she does the same the one hundred and second, and again and again and again.

Hey Besties!! I want to introduce Chreon Week 2026, an event that anyone can participate in. It's not for everyone, but it can be for anyone.

Here's the rules:

1. There are no fucking rules! Go wild! Nothing is off-limits!

The event runs from August 17th 2026-August 23rd 2026 but if you're late, that's okay! The idea is to produce more quality Chreon content for all of us. The name of the collection on AO3 is Chreon Week 2026. Feel free to participate on Twitter and Bluesky as well, but if not that's okay too.

Have fun besties!!

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She has come to replenish your well of inspiration. Drink once from her crystal cup, or pass it along to bless your mutuals in turn:

✨May your prose run clear as Feywild rivers ✨May your colors wake beneath a touch of pixie dust✨May your spark remember the first flame✨

Thaaaaank youuuuuu 🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️

Shared here today by Matthew Boroson on Facebook. (ETA: Gaining inspiration from other authors is great. Lifting passages and avoiding giving credit isn’t.)

匠人守艺，一生专注黑陶

一辈子专注一件事，深耕黑陶手工技艺。黑陶五绝：黑如漆、亮如镜、薄如纸、硬如瓷、声如磬。

A craftsman devoted to his art, dedicating his entire life to black pottery.

Eeeyy messily-doodled bonding activities :D

thought it would be a good psa

for artists here too

Star Devourer

Alternative Universe where after the explosion, Colt goes looking for his brother. When he enters the facility, Eva already sets the order to put Grace on the ship. When a security guard sees Colt, he's confused and puts him there too

Now there are two identical guys in one ship... I'm sure it will be fine. Definitely no sibling bonding taking place while saving the stars...

Also, they find this super strong human goo named Simon

And how she's now used those gloves for over thirty winters and each time she puts them on, she gets to pet her beloved dog's fur even though Ginger is long gone. And how even though her bones have long since been swallowed by the earth, Ginger is still protecting her owner from the cold.

I repeated the experiment later, wearing the boots but otherwise my usual clothing and mimicking the expression I thought I’d had at that moment. People parted like I was Charlton Heston.

I now wear that style of boots whenever possible. I recently had a man do a double-take as I walked by and ask me, politely, where I had served because I “looked like a soldier.” I’m not current or former military. I was wearing a flowy purple peasant top and looked as un-soldierlike as possible.

Wheel like you’re gonna win the Indy 500 and don’t care how.

Your crutches are short swords; walk like you can see them buried in the bodies of anyone who crosses (in front of) you.

Star Devourer

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