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FINALS ARE OVER FINALS ARE OVER FINALS ARE OVER

Oh my gosh you guys this semester kicked my TRASH.  I've started up again with writing Blood Ties but my brain has some gears stripping at switching from scientific writing to my usual poetic-prose stuff.  So I am asking you lovely people to help me out!  Give me a prompt in the comments and I will respond with a three-sentence fill.  I'll get my my brain-muscles stretched and next thing you know, Duncan or Cavan or Shartan will be getting laid again, no time flat.

THANK YOU!  I MISSED YOU ALL!

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Duncan's coat whipped around him, blown up in the thick air that carried the scent of promised rain, but his dark hands were steady and sure. He tightened the buckle and looked up, squinting into the dust. "I trust that you are packed? Then come."