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"Who knows?" Luke darted a faint smile at Ben and Rey as they stewed in silence and disbelief. "The two of you might even learn to get along. Right, Leia?"
"Like a house on fire," the General deadpanned. "Complete with screams, flames, and people running for safety."
"Indeed." Luke's blue eyes twinkled. "There may be no survivors."
"Like a house on fire," the General deadpanned. "Complete with screams, flames, and people running for safety."
"Indeed." Luke's blue eyes twinkled. "There may be no survivors."
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140 pages, ebook
Published February 23, 2017
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November 25, 2025
⭐️⭐️⭐️.5 |
i would beg for a full length of this.
“𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦-𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬, 𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘸
𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘢𝘯𝘥
𝘸𝘦𝘵
𝘢𝘯𝘥
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬.
i would beg for a full length of this.
“𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘵𝘰𝘰, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦-𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬, 𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘩𝘰𝘸
𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘢𝘯𝘥
𝘸𝘦𝘵
𝘢𝘯𝘥
𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬.
September 10, 2021
Not Diasterisms' best work, and not the one I would recommend out of her library, but it's still a few times better than published authors so yes, if you have read her other works and you are still craving for more, go for it, it's awesome!
April 15, 2020
Matt the techinican...
Thank you now I have to watch that SNL skit over and over again.
Thank you now I have to watch that SNL skit over and over again.
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