E lucevan le stelle

A razor, impeccably sharp and dressed in green, that stands up for the people.

1,548 words

The opening notes of a big crescendo.

2,076 words

Lengthy procedures, excessive paperwork, and bureaucratic red tape.

2,370 words

Must a fork always be paired with a cake? Must art always adhere to tradition?

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They lift chairs, smash furniture, and jump out of walls. And there's nothing you can do to stop them.

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Oh, if only you could say the right name, everything would be so much easier.

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A showdown for the future of a shining star.

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You and I met, and the room was aglow with light.

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Of doorways and brushing shoulders.

1,601 words

Glimpses of the heart.

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Two pairs of eyes, locked upon the selfsame star.

2,552 words

Salvation shall be proclaimed.

1,609 words

"That golden island is undoubtedly a sanctuary for the arts, a utopia where all arcanists can thrive."

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A surge of passion, a genuine heart, and a single tear.

1,116 words

Don't fall into darkness.

1,759 words

"Seeking Silenus in the woods, I asked him."

1,877 words

And now, the most anticipated performance.

1,174 words

Applaud, applaud, applaud!

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... When all tides converge.

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For whom does the bell toll?

1,724 words

... Doctor?

1,609 words

Please don't ...

1,315 words

The brother, the sister, and the evil witch.

1,161 words

A circle, and time. No beginning, no end.

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