I dream about movies

She couldn't find anything to say to that. His gaze robbed her of her words. And he was correct. She did deserve the best that the world had to offer. Maybe even other worlds. Not that she would ever find them. The thought rankled.

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It's not the best I've ever done for NaNo. I've reached higher, but this is one of the few NaNovels that I think I can finish come December. Just need to find the motivation outside of the competition.

“Nothing,” Bjernu said, who had drawn and nocked an arrow, and who was now searching the sky. “I was saying nothing now where are you, you bastard?”

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“But they didn't do anything to you? You're not hurt?” Hettie asked. She started looking over Ameena.

“Can we save the examination for when we're alone?” Ameena asked. “Some things I don't do with an audience. That includes taking off my clothes.”

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Ameena snorted. “That would mean they have to mine for themselves. Dragons are above all extremely lazy. That's never going to happen.”

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“Must be nice to be so certain about things,” Hettie said.

“This is one of the few things I am,” Ameena said. “The rest I have as much idea about as you.”

“Depends on what you're talking about.” Hettie leaned over the bar again, smiling at Ameena, who raised an eyebrow. “What are some of the other things you know?”

“That's for you to find out,” Ameena said, and laughed.

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(Why, every time I have a female character enter a bar, no matter the setting, does she always get a man hitting on her?)

It had been a lwhile [sic] since anybody had shown her any form of kindness. Alec, bless his soul, and Emmar had been the only ones.

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“The garden is not that far from the main building. Once we’re outside, you’ll be able to see them.”

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“You look like you-. No, I can’t think of a good comparison to make,” a voice said to Ameena’s left, jolting her out of her thoughts.

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This house, with its grief and a broken-down brother, wasn't helping. I was feeling suffocated, and I had only been here for about half a day. Sleep wasn't coming easily to me that night, and I imagined Jake found it hard as well.

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My MMC has just run into xenophobia he hadn't realised existed in his village.


"How should I know?" [the baker] said. "I don't pretend to know how those people think."

"The same way we do," Jaden said, and left the shop. He could feel the baker staring at him as he left.

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