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I want someone to take my hand
and lead me to the dance floor
and lead me to the dance floor
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My Novel again
Chapter 2
The open steppes to the south are a place of great dangers, concealing them within tall grasses and large outcroppings of rocks. Mitzpah, the only daughter of the Great Chief Ordan stalked human prey. Moving quietly through the eight foot tall grass she came to the edge of a small camp, her leather armor blending well with the evening shadows. Within the camp six armed men divided the spoils of their latest exploits unaware of their hunter. She slid her right hand to the tattoo of a hawk on her left arm and whispered a quiet prayer, Great Selger, guardian of my people, guide our spears and let them strike true.
She dipped he
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Barbara Boil Character Sheet
Name: Barbara Boil
Age: 21
Birthplace: Baterilla, South Blue
Aliases/Epithets: Deadly Mist
Affiliations: Helios Organization, Twinskull Pirates
Sexuality: Straight
Bounty: None
Strengths: Charismatic, Cunning
Weaknesses: Cowardly, Vain, Self indulgent
Personality:
Barbara is playful, flirtatious and a bit sadistic. She has expensive taste, especially fine wine and expensive clothes.
She is a bit cowardly and will run from battle if she thinks she can get hurt. She dosen't want to be a leader and prefers to be the leaders girlfriend, so she can get the perks of leadership without the responsibility or people targeting her.
Bio:
Barbar
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Write-a-Novel Exercise 1.2
Disclaimer
The following is a typed out version of chapter 1 “Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone” by J.K. Rowling. This is not an original piece of work but a one-page excerpt typed out, by hand, for the purpose of commentary and education. I am not trying to “improve” the original text, only learn about writing by altering it for different effects and to learn the techniques that Rowling masters so well.
Chapter one - Original version
Nothing like this man had ever been seen on Privet Drive. He was tall, thin, and very old, judging by the silver of his hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into
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Written: August 24, 2014
Part of the Bitlets Project
Bitlets are about quantity, not quality. Free-write at least one a day about what is on your mind, going on around you, or the state of your life. Ignore the urge to edit; it's not about being profound on purpose, it's about stumbling on it by accident.
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About This Bitlet
I remembered the dinner party I went to last night. It ended with everything in pairs on the dance floor. Sure, it was more like casual light club and group dancing later on., but I just wish someone asked me to dance with them.
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