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Kin-strife for Christmas
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Storm Front

The moon scythes the morning crystalline sickle that cuts summer loose. Audaliufs can feel it on the air from the wharf: rain. Damp lies a slick sheet on cobblestones Fall hangs pendant on the Dog Days' tail.

His bottles have a lick of wet. This morn, men patch roof holes, test monkey-locks, re-letter worn signs ere the rains come mend what's marred. Haradric taverners smile at him more easily, though 'tis cookies they give now money's tight after this bad season.

The violinist, forked and weary, plays softly to the day for no coin, just gladness. Relief's coming...


Prompt: bottle, wharf, violin, moon, monkey, fork, hole, lock, sheet, pendant, crystal, cookie, letter, money, tail


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