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“Through the open drapes behind the nightstand, moonlight pouring through shadowy leaves fell haphazardly on the plastic bag full of shattered memories of his wife. He sat down on the bed, a dark silent gaze spreading over his face. Opening the bag released the flowery scent of licorice and violets—Summer’s signature perfume, Lolita Lempicka. He remembered she always said the aroma reminded her of childhood lullabies, fairies, and magic kingdoms. Matt buried his face in the tattered polo shirt she was wearing that day inhaling the faint trail of his lost love.”
― JoDee Neathery, A Kind of Hush

tags: action, anger, drama, favorites, fiction, forgiveness, mystery, pain, suspense, suspense-thriller

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“Nothing provokes speculation more than the sight of a woman enjoying herself." -”
― Louisa May Alcott

tags: humor

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“Mead.
O sweet elixir,
Ye bless the lips and steal the wits.
”
― K. Ritz, Sheever's Journal, Diary of a Poison Master

tags: drama, dramatic, engaging, exciting, fantasy, fiction-writing, intrigue, mystery, past, wit

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“Prince Ronald said, Elizabeth, your hair is all dirty. You are wearing an ugly paper bag. You don't have any shoes on and you smell like a dragon's ear. Come back and rescue me when you're dressed like a real princess.

Elizabeth said, Ronald, your hair is all nice. Your clothes are all pretty. You look like a nice guy, but guess what? You are a bum.

They didn't get married after all.”
― Robert Munsch

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“Katar," said Britta, "I thought you would want to stay with your friends from home while they were here, so I had your things moved from your room in the delegates' wing."
"You can have my things brought in too," said Peder, throwing himself onto the nearest bed. He sighed as he sank into the soft mattress and rolled onto his side.
"Um... I don't think boys are-" Britta began.
"Don't you mind me!" Peder pulled a blanket over his head.
Miri didn't know how he could even pretend to fall asleep. She could barely keep from pacing.
"Don't worry, Britta," said Esa. "We'll kick him out before night. Off to your fancy apprenticeship, big brother."
She nudged Peder's shape under the blanket. Peder made an exaggerated snoring noise.”
― Shannon Hale, Palace of Stone