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The Skoil? The Narl?

hey Y'all sorry for not posting mental health his been bad:P

I drew Purbie cause why not

[Repost of a prior drabble since I somehow messed up the original.]

He'd always loved big dogs.

His grandfather had owned huge ones. Jae could still remember the packed snow crunching beneath his feet as he ran to that stark, grizzled silhouette of furs and lamellar. A beard like steel wool, wiry and tough that pricked at his cheeks when he was picked up by a veritable sequoia with legs.

"My little Ji-ho," he'd laugh. He'd liked his name, once. It spoke of knowledge and wisdom, but it could also mean 'fierce'. And he wanted to be fierce. Fierce like Gwang, his grandfather's loyal hunting partner. The lead dog was a few years of careless breeding away from wolves, white like a ghost that stalked and brooded in the forbidding weather-scarred trunks of towering evergreens.

He'd been enchanted. By their nobility and their grace, their dauntless resilience. Their fidelity until death. A dog that had snapped its powerful jaws at the lean and rangy beasts circling around its wounded master in the dark- wolves that were gnawed and whittled down to near bones from starvation and frenzy.

Gwang flashed its fangs, its fur stood up in a proud crest. Its shoulders hulked and its tail flared out like a sword and its growl was filled with rage enough to make the entire pack turn tail and run. It was a story he had asked to hear again and again and again- his grandfather stark and austere in his uniform and armor, the largest they could smith for him. Muscles upon muscles with great branches of veins running beneath tawny skin, warm and alive.

Perhaps the old man was a dog, too. Always more than a wolf. A wolf didn't kill like he did- Not with the calm, focused fire and the quiet ferocity. The enthusiasm. The skill, quick and practiced, animating his hands as he cradled his rifle- the wood of the stock lacquered such a deep auburn it almost looked like blood.

He'd once spoken of his dogs and compared it to being a soldier. But once the fight was over for you due to age or injury, you belonged to no one. Cast out from the warmth of your home, driven from your family by the violence that stained you, enameled itself like amber around you, made you into something twisted and fearful.

Sometimes he'd light a pipe when he thought Jae was asleep and just watch it burn out into nothing between his lips. Letting the embers in the bowl die slowly until they too faded into the darkness of night. He once said that the city stank like the battlefield, but it writhed and breathed with an ugly, almost profane life. With the lonely shades of men and women who hadn't died, burned, or been buried all wandering around the icy cobbled streets. The living dead, mere cast-offs set to rot in the perpetual winter sun.

After the funeral, those words kept repeating in Jae's mind and it made him sad to think that perhaps his grandfather had been one of them too.

No queue, we die like Slorgs.

Women

hello.

*charlie spring's voice* Hie

how art thou purbi

hot take: where were orbi, grebi and purbi

sent to decorate the Underwhere apparently

Purbie brown

An on-demand application may be made using a fundamental strategy that includes market research, planning, and analysis. To create the application with the features you want to put in it, one should base their decisions on the results. The moment to start the real development process will then come. Let's examine these actions in light of the Flower delivery app.

Video contains occasional flashing lights!

My quest to make Aria slow-play runs more difficult continues! This time taking on Tempo's enemy generation. This was a lot of fun, and surprisingly didn't take me too long to clear!

I can't believe how many purple slimes were in this seed! And a green bat! Seeing purbies always makes me happy. They're just jammin' 💜

i love overwhelming audio experiences at 3 am

There is the true caste in the Brahminical sense of the term, the Brahman, Rajput, Banya and so forth; the tribe or race based upon common blood, such as the Pathan, Biloch, Kathia; there is the colony of foreigners like the Purbi [Easterner] and Kashmiri, or of believers in a strange creed like the Bishnoi; there is the true occupational caste such as the [barber], the [leather-worker], and the [scavenger]; there is the common trades-guild …; there is the occupation pure and simple …; there is the ascetic order as the Gosain and Nirmala; and besides these there are all possible intermediate stages.

In short: lots of different ways "caste" manifests

Freebie for Purbi on Furvilla