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R8 my opening paragraph lit.
The emperor’s palace was magnificent. It’s grey-turquoise stone gleamed while also projecting a dauntless utilitarianism. The Voice sat on the throne of the emperor. This was a fact accepted by all to be true but it was a truth not spoken of. The implied political meaning of this statement; regardless of intent was there. Of course, the situation was only “temporary”, at least in theory. Not that the citizenry of the Union wanted someone else as their ruler; a role model for young men throughout the union. No one was as brave, no one as wise, intelligent, just or vigilant. But never compassionate or merciful and left unsaid was, of course deadly. There was no man in the Union deadlier than The Voice.
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Rate mine too
I think he's obsessed with me. Ive seen him hanging around a few more times this week. Always with that creepy stare. I thought he was cute when we first met, I should've never engaged him. But how was I supposed to know? How was I supposed to be prepared? To find out that my stalker was a goddamn platypus.
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>>9922219
You're a functional analphabet, desu
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Aggressively shitty. Stilted language, pseudo-philosophical unironically, failure to use the semicolon correctly... reads like a dumb person trying really hard to be smart.
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>>9922225
hooks the reader I guess.
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>>9922219
it's a good thing genre fiction doesn't require any ability to write well
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