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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️

@joannamasters.bsky.social
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MG science fiction and fantasy author. Still writing under my old name, Jonathon Mast. joanna-masters.itch.io

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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 18h
I love making up rituals for my worlds. And as Darkest Night reaches its end, the people gather for a rather important ritual. www.kickstarter.com/projects/daw...
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Titus folded his hands and waited. 

The temple doors opened and closed. Two lit lanterns, carried by two people, entered. Anita and the merchant approached the altar. 

"Darkest Night has fallen," intoned the priest. 

"We come to lighten the night," Anita and the merchant answered in unison. 

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"How have you brought hope to a new year?" 

"I have found an old love rekindled," the merchant answered. 

"I have found forgiveness," answered Anita. 

"Then come and place your light near the altar, that all may rejoice." Text reads: 

A woman swept into the stable. Her long purple gowns crackled with energy. The Horsemaster was there before she could beckon him. He placed the reins of a noble steed into her hand... She nodded to herself and... galloped into the night. 

The Horsemaster made his way down the stalls. "Grignir, you goat, try to behave. I won't have you making more trouble!" he said to an eight-legged goat. "Archiptera, make sure you stay hydrated." ...

And then he reached Northwind. The black stallion shook his mane at the Horsemaster. He patted him on the muzzle. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 8h
When I hurt, it's so hard to hear what is true. I really like this phrase. "Speak the truth to pain."
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Bianca Sommerland-They/them 🏳️‍🌈 🇨🇦 @bianca-sommerland.bsky.social · 9h
Interesting to see the scabs start to come out and show their true colours. With this stance, even if I was even the slightest bit interested in her Joyce's work, I wouldn't trust it not to be covered in slop **shrug**
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Brant Reeves @bireeves95.bsky.social · 15h
Pathetic…..
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Picard Tips @picardtips.bsky.social · 12h
Picard diversity tip: The fact that a crewmember looks alien to you does not make them any less of a Starfleet officer.
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D.N. Schmidt, SF author🪐📚 @dnschmidt.com · 18h
Lightsabers are technically switchblades.
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The Tennessee Holler @thetnholler.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
“Morally binding” “Police yourselves” lol ok
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Dani Finn 🐙 🏳️‍⚧️ 📚 @danifinnwrites.bsky.social · 18h
MOOD
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𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕖 𝔾𝕦𝕣𝕝 @sundaedivine.lol · 20h
The focus group has reached a consensus.
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Rebecca Solnit @rebeccasolnit.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
Time for this classic again.
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 18h
I love making up rituals for my worlds. And as Darkest Night reaches its end, the people gather for a rather important ritual. www.kickstarter.com/projects/daw...
Text reads: 

Titus folded his hands and waited. 

The temple doors opened and closed. Two lit lanterns, carried by two people, entered. Anita and the merchant approached the altar. 

"Darkest Night has fallen," intoned the priest. 

"We come to lighten the night," Anita and the merchant answered in unison. 

cont. Text reads: 

"How have you brought hope to a new year?" 

"I have found an old love rekindled," the merchant answered. 

"I have found forgiveness," answered Anita. 

"Then come and place your light near the altar, that all may rejoice." Text reads: 

A woman swept into the stable. Her long purple gowns crackled with energy. The Horsemaster was there before she could beckon him. He placed the reins of a noble steed into her hand... She nodded to herself and... galloped into the night. 

The Horsemaster made his way down the stalls. "Grignir, you goat, try to behave. I won't have you making more trouble!" he said to an eight-legged goat. "Archiptera, make sure you stay hydrated." ...

And then he reached Northwind. The black stallion shook his mane at the Horsemaster. He patted him on the muzzle. "I'm sorry," he whispered.
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 19h
Yes, I freeze the gelatinous cubes, and then I stack them into little forts. It’s a sort of game. I call it oozecraft. Would you like to play?
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Ellie Dawn 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🥺😏💜 @awkward.gay · 29/09/2026
The pay me in shoiks
The famous "they pay me in woims" Nancy comic but edited.
First panel is Nancy talking to teams femme Sluggo with shoulder length hair with a bow in,  and wearing a she/her badge: "I hear you're working at the Ikea". The bait shop has been edited to have 2 IKEA logos on it.
Second panel: Nancy asking "Do they pay you well?"
Third panel: Sluggo saying "They pay me in Shoiks" and holding up 2 different sized blåhaj shark plushies
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
My daughter, signing up to give blood at the school blood drive: "Oh. I'm not born in nineteen..."
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Pemry Janes @pemryjanes.com · 28/09/2026
Unsaved is out now. A science fiction novella at the end of time, where the sun is undead, tech is part of the ecology, and the world is buried by the past. An ancient android goes undercover to steal the last spark of humanity. books2read.com/u/4A9nxq pemry-janes.itch.io/unsaved #booksky 🪐📚
The cover of Unsaved by Pemry Janes.

A weary robot sits on a head while mechanical limbs pile up behind them. Just a scrapheap, or the ghosts of regrets past reaching for the one who couldn't make good on their promises?
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
Time is running out! We've unlocked some interior illustrations... I'd love to unlock more! www.kickstarter.com/projects/daw...
An orc bouncer leans against a wall.
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D.N. Schmidt, SF author🪐📚 @dnschmidt.com · 28/09/2026
Eriss has four arms and an extra brain, making her the only starship pilot who is her own copilot. She also has chronic anxiety. That's not as helpful. Her most recent worry? Her brain has been hacked. Preorder The Star Husks now! #spaceopera #booksky dnschmidt.com/news/star-hu...
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Coming October 3... The Star Husks! - D.N. Schmidt
Love space opera? The newest book in The Chained Space Series has something for everyone: laughs, action, romance, giant insects, pancakes, and more!
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
YOUTUBE JUST SERVED ME A CHRISTMAS AD
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Death @insatiableone.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
I do everything without ai constantly, these people are fully cooked
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Meidas Charise Lee 💙🌊🌴🥥🫘 @chariselee.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Oh they are scurrying to scrub everything
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nancabell.bsky.social @nancabell.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
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D.N. Schmidt, SF author🪐📚 @dnschmidt.com · 29/09/2026
“Oh god!” Wendy gasped. “The phone rang and the caller ID said Healthcare so thought it was going to be my test results, but it was just the dentist. I’m still shaking. I need a #reprieve!” Dave patted her arm. “That doesn’t sound good. What is the test for?” “To see if I have anxiety.” #vss365
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Tim Gaedke @timgaedke.com · 24/09/2026
in the age of AI, making art is a radical act
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Spokane Rising @spokanerising.com · 29/09/2026
Send Stephen Miller to The Hague.
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Indie Book Spotlight @bookspotlight.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
Demelza, a world-weary witch, and Uliana, an even more exhausted vampyre, work together to send wayward demons, ghosts and otherworldly creatures back to where they came from. But some jobs are more difficult than others. 🔖 story: mybook.to/RXIIkD 💌 itch.io: rebecca-crunden.itch.io/on-demon-wra...
Cover for On Demon Wrangling and Interpersonal Relationships Between Weary Immortals by Rebecca Crunden; purple background with a cat and flowers.
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⛧ Mother Suspiria ⛧ (Stina Marie) @stinasdemons.com · 28/09/2026
It's that day again. Use any and all resources available to help you through it. (And, as always, #FuckAI)
Reminder to treat your body like a data center:
1. Consume as much water and literature as possible 
2. Upset the local city council with your existence
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
The last few days of the campaign have arrived...! www.kickstarter.com/projects/daw...
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Crystal was alive again! ... She danced on the wind. Snow fell about her and formed an elegant dress, draping from her shoulders, clinging to her hips, twirling around her as she spun. ...She laughed with joy as the blizzard roared around her. 

Ah, yes, this was good, but something even better awaited her. She leaped between gusts and snowflakes, skating over the snowy surface, until she reached a desolate farmhouse. Text reads: 

"This'll be my last Darkest Night at the Truce. Going to get a cottage somewhere. Grow some figs, I think."

...A cloak fell to the ground. A patron spun and leaped at him. A girl with a dagger. 

Caravos caught her wrist and slammed it into the table. She gasped as the dagger clattered to the wooden surface. As she writhed, she spat. "Die!" 

"Why? He sighed. 

"I'm the daughter you abandoned!" 

"I've abandoned many daughters." He drew his short sword. "Pretty sure you'll be the first I kill, though."
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
When I die, take my bones and cover them in gold. Let the dragon take them to its hoard. And then let’s see the necromancer try to reanimate me. He’ll never defeat the dragon, and I’ll be free of his curse forever.
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Empire @flempire.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
@phillewis.bsky.social
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Moraa Unredacted @omoraa.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Don’t make legends out of them by calling them the Cornell 7. Call them what they are: the Cornell rapists.
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Margaret Adelle @margaretadelle.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
New form of pranking my husband has been unlocked.
Screenshot of a Facebook post from Alex McCarthy that reads "I support my wife's decision to play the flute except when I forget she plays the flute and get excited because I think it's the ice cream truck."
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
If it doesn't make money, it doesn't matter. I'm sure this will also greatly help the teacher shortages.
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
I think I need to make it my goal in life that people bring me pizza like this.
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
The campaign ends Saturday... time is running out!
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Bring Your Light: Two Cozy Fantasy Advent Calendars
Two Collections of 25 Stories Each, Counting Down to Christmas. Cozy Fantasy, Romantic Stories, Magic Blizzards, and Maybe a Few Heroes
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L. D. Lewis, Sea Witch Apologist 🧜🏾‍♀️ @ldlewiswrites.blacksky.app · 28/09/2026
Periodic reminder that dropping a note telling a writer you liked a thing they wrote takes like 4.5 seconds and recharges our batteries for 27-28 hours a pop
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Zed Prospero @zprospero.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Please try to remember, the 1st of #Octember! We'll be hosting a ridiculous, nonsensical prompt game for October for drunken party game bullshit questions, and including various insane interludes of our skeletal host, Satchel Cumberland. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity
#Octember

A month long series of non-sensical
promps abou your characters and stories!

This is deliberately unplanned nonsense. Expect drunk party game questions about things like how your characters would take on Godzilla, what a monster would employ them for, what fae creatures would find them hot... Etc.

Hosted by
@zprospero.bsky.social & a talking skull
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Why are you trans? Wrong answers only! I was handed a free surgery in gradeschool, and I loved deals even then.
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
I've been showing Gargoyles little by little to the kids I watch in the mornings. This morning we're watching "Deadly Force," the episode that was banned. The kids are transfixed. The writing on this is shockingly good. I've really enjoyed revisiting this classic series.
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Goliath's Eyes Glow in Disney's Gargoyles
Alt: Goliath's Eyes Glow in Disney's Gargoyles
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D.N. Schmidt, SF author🪐📚 @dnschmidt.com · 28/09/2026
You stare out the window as the UFOs approach. The Ch'glub armada, here to #purify the earth of the stain of humanity. The army of zombies created by their biological weapons encircles the building. The HR manager closes the blinds and says "So, tell me about your five-year plan." #vss365
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Some of the stories are more personal than others. The one on "Bring Your Light" today is... yeah. www.kickstarter.com/projects/daw...
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This story follows a character who is struggling with mental health, depression, and suicidal ideation. 

Please proceed with caution or scroll past if this may be triggering to you, and reach out if you need help. You matter. Text reads: 

"Oh, it is cold! This is a bad storm!" Endless barks at the wind. The wind does not pay any attention. "Beatrice! Oh, Beatrice! We must go inside," he whines. "I am cold, Beatrice!" 

She could disappear into the storm. She could walk and vanish. No one would wonder what had happened to her. It would be good to be gone. To end. 

But the dog. She does not want Endless to disappear. He is a good dog. Text reads: 

Ripclaw lay a green tile at the base of a new tower. He didn't respond to the banter from the other two. Eglon eyed him. "What about you? Any big plans this year?" 

"Hm? Oh, I plan to tax my realm and use the money to pay for a competent military. I'm sick of the bumbling idiots you get when you recruit with fear or rely on the dregs of orc society." 

"I thought you worshiped the dark gods?" 

"I used to."
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
“Crew to escape pods! This is not a drill!” The red alert blared. Men and women scurried to flee. Soon the captain stood alone on the bridge. “Belay red alert,” he commanded and sat in his chair. Finally. It was shocking what he had to do to get some alone time.
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 27/09/2026
It's the last week... have you enjoyed the story bits and bobs I've shared? Then please check out the campaign! www.kickstarter.com/projects/daw...
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The inn's door banged open. Festus carried a bloody form in. "Anita! Hector!" he screamed. 

"Clear a table!" Anita cried out... Festus laid the woman on the long, flat space. 

...The woman's eyelids fluttered. "Where...?" 

"Greenhaven, dearie." Anita took her hand. "You made it to a safe place. Do you have any potions left?" 

She shook her head. Text reads: 

"We'll get the doctor." 

"No. No doctors."

The old woman grunted. "There's no one here who knows healing magic. It's your only chance."

"I'd rather die than see a doctor. They never listen to me anyway." Text reads: 

The cold doesn't touch his lady, so the Lord of the Forest ignores it. They stroll out of the camp. Her hand rests on his flank. ... "I wish to be with you," he says. "To come to you so you need not come to me. But should I leave the forests, should I depart, they will die. They need my care. My presence."

She nods sadly. 

"Here." He scoops a fir sapling, barely poking up from the snow. "Plant this in one of your craters. Perhaps it will take root."

...She places a hand against his cheek. They both know this is foolishness.
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ev 🐱🕸️ (design raffle in 📌’d!) @evrclover.bsky.social · 27/09/2026
it goes the other way around too u gotta be okay being a little annoyed with your friends. like not in a letting them be unhealthy with you way, but in a People are flawed and can’t be 100% perfect way. otherwise you will have no human friends & will look to things like chatbots for catered solace
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 27/09/2026
You really think wearing dragonhide armor is going to help? It’s just going to get me more angry at you. What would you do if I wore human baby armor? Huh? Yeah. Stupid humans. You never think.
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
Name your fav dance scene. You know what? It's a classic for a reason.
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Dirty Dancing: Patrick Swayze & Jennifer Grey Dance
ALT: Dirty Dancing: Patrick Swayze & Jennifer Grey Dance
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
The first stretch goal is UNLOCKED! AND we have 49 backers right now. Will you be lucky backer #50? You don't get anything extra other than, you know, being backer #50. But it's a big round number! www.kickstarter.com/projects/daw...
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Yes, there was definitely a fire, and his cattle were gathered around it. Well, maybe they weren't so dumb after all, if somehow they'd found some heat. He pushed forward through the drifts and slapped one of the cows on the rump. "About time I found you!" 

"Yes," answered a crackling feminine voice. 

he yelped. ... It was the fire talking to him! It looked like a woman, a little one, only a foot tall. Flames rose from her head and shoulders. She was naked! Dexter averted his eyes. "Um, you're on fire." 

"Of course I am. I'm a fire elemental." Text reads: 

They danced. Harald in front of her, Mayr behind, four daggers against a thin woman and her coffee. They slashed, closing the distance, weaving intricate patterns with their blades. Valla stepped past them, sipping calmly, letting the cold air cool her drink. She didn't raise a finger against them. They never touched her. 

She didn't see the arrow util it was too late, though. 

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As she turned, the shaft struck her cup and shattered it. The last of the coffee splattered her. She raised her eyes to the roof of a tent fifty paces away. "Really, Pira?" She stepped away from another dagger attack. "I'll have to travel to the Tylian Bazaar to replace that. It was fine porcelain!"
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🏳️‍⚧️ Alexandra Merideth Erin [she/her] @alexandraerin.com · 12/08/2023
But doctor, Pagliacci isn't in my network. Can you write me a prescription for a generic clown?
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
How to know I've been reading too much weird fiction: I read the headline as "Seven-armed groups have joined forces." And yes, I pictured octopi that had been maimed joining together to fight their oppressors.
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
The first stretch goal is UNLOCKED! AND we have 49 backers right now. Will you be lucky backer #50? You don't get anything extra other than, you know, being backer #50. But it's a big round number! www.kickstarter.com/projects/daw...
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Yes, there was definitely a fire, and his cattle were gathered around it. Well, maybe they weren't so dumb after all, if somehow they'd found some heat. He pushed forward through the drifts and slapped one of the cows on the rump. "About time I found you!" 

"Yes," answered a crackling feminine voice. 

he yelped. ... It was the fire talking to him! It looked like a woman, a little one, only a foot tall. Flames rose from her head and shoulders. She was naked! Dexter averted his eyes. "Um, you're on fire." 

"Of course I am. I'm a fire elemental." Text reads: 

They danced. Harald in front of her, Mayr behind, four daggers against a thin woman and her coffee. They slashed, closing the distance, weaving intricate patterns with their blades. Valla stepped past them, sipping calmly, letting the cold air cool her drink. She didn't raise a finger against them. They never touched her. 

She didn't see the arrow util it was too late, though. 

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As she turned, the shaft struck her cup and shattered it. The last of the coffee splattered her. She raised her eyes to the roof of a tent fifty paces away. "Really, Pira?" She stepped away from another dagger attack. "I'll have to travel to the Tylian Bazaar to replace that. It was fine porcelain!"
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Joanna Masters 🏳️‍⚧️ @joannamasters.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
Look, not all of us can just get bitten by radioactive bugs or turn out to be aliens. Some of us are mundane! Oh. Oh, crap. That means I’m going to die so you get character development, doesn’t it? Quick! Get me a radioactive bug!
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