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That was cool.' You're psychotic.
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Hooves clomping over the whitewashed planks, Doren sprinted along the boardwalk after Rondus, a portly satyr with butterscotch fur and horns that curved away from each other. Puffing hard, Rondus cut through a gazebo and started down the stairs to the field. Only a few steps behind, Doren went airborne and slammed into the heavyset satyr. Together they pitched violently forward into the grass, staining their skin green.
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Rachel showed Ulani how to work the camera. Jason explained that the device would capture and preserve the image, along with their souls.
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All right. Since the world is about to end, why not give an impossible jailbreak one last try?
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Then I'm going?" Kendra asked. The adults in the room exchanged tacit glances before nodding. Then we only have one more problem left to discuss," Seth said. Everyone turned to him. How do I get invited.
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Seth wished he had kept the zombie hand.
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They would probably search for him all over the zoo—the last place he’d been seen. He wondered if any evidence would implicate the hippo.
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Do not threaten the supreme gigantic overlords. We do as we please.
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The absence of suffocating humidity and carnivorous plants was appreciated.
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Want a reliable road to emotional and spiritual suicide? Spend your life trying to fit in.
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Was the anticipation worse than the event itself?
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He’ll just snap his fingers and turn us to dust.
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You don't get it? He poisonded me! He poisonded me, and you're next. I'm going to die. We're all going to die.
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We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.
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Jason decided not to add that the best way to get him to focus on something was to tell him not to think about it.
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Yes, we have different viewpoints represented among us," she continued. "Yes, we have a displacer in our number, and a half giant, and a seedman who publicly disgraced us." "She's talking about you," Drake muttered to Nollin, loud enough to draw a laugh. "No, Drake, I'm talking about you," Farfalee corrected.
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In his writings, Patton was shameless about his ambition to woo Lena to be his bride. He detailed the gradual progress he made, playing music for her on his violin, writing her poems, beguiling her with stories, engaging her in conversation. It was clear that he obsessed over her. He knew what he wanted and never relented until she was his.
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The only thing more alarming that what is in that cave will be your punishment if we somehow survive.
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At the far end of the room, upon a moldering dais, a shabby man sat upon a battered thrown. A dingy rag bound his eyes, a tarnished crown rested upon his grey hair, and a grimy green robe edged in dirty white fur enshrouded his body. He looked like some homeless guy playing the part of a wise man in a soup kitchen Christmas pageant.
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Luck has a way of evaporating when you lean on it.
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The only thing that would make her jealous would be if I led a parade riding a unicorn while ballerinas sang love songs.
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She had seen a huge hunchback ogre with meaty forearms and a pruned face crossing a courtyard with an anvil under one arm.
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The truth can be devastating. We spend much of our lives protecting ourselves from it and shielding others as well. We use lies to take the edge off life. We dream of a better tomorrow. We hide from our regrets and inadequacies. We try to exaggerate the good and downplay the bad. We even manage to hide from the inescapable reality that sooner or later we and everyone we love is going to die.
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An occasional foray into negative emotions makes feeling normal that much sweeter.
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