

nanowrimo'07: SpiderwebNot until a gentle inquiry of drizzle fell upon its half-spun webbing did the tiny white arachnid hasten diligence in spinning. A quiet splash, a grey reminder that survival is having a home. "Clever," utters spider, "of this callous weather to extend my indigence again before I've finished."nanowrimo'07: Spiderweb
"And so beautiful the rain may be," it muses, glancing silent to the infinite indefinite above, instinctively clinging to the nearest slender, swaying rod of fibrous green and watching asunstrung so effortlessly by droplets of greater sizeits seventh presupposed homestead disappears, "and how it from the sky digs into soil, how I
"Wtf iz orz / OTZ."
It's a little person doing kind of a bow/kowtow thing.
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Quiero mucho ver las diapositivas de vuestra operación de hígado pero en primer lugar necesito ir cortar mi cabeza en pedazos pequeñitos con mi peine.
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I'm a roman candle
My head is full of flames--
My novel!
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My novel!
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