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Snow-kissed temples flush,
heightened gleam to rival stars.
Wake to welcome dawn.
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Lauren Girod
Undergraduate at the University of Georgia in English Creative Writing, 2024 | Sigma Tau Delta International Honors Society Member
Lover of fantasy and poet by choice - also a cynic and comedian.
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Once More Unto The Breach
He let the sword slip through his other gauntleted hand. Athlistan stood atop the crest of the rubble of Bordanium’s ruptured curtain wall. Beyond, the remnants of the Saxon’s first assault regrouped. They would come again–Athlistan knew it.
By Matthew Frommabout 13 hours ago in Fiction
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