Prompt 81
Danny blinked at the small children Ellie was holding the hand of, looking quite proud of herself. The small children- between ten and twelve so somewhere similar to Ellie’s age- who both practically stank of magic and Gods.
He took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose even as Dan cackled while opening the door more to let them inside. “Alright, what’s your name, kids?”
“B-billy…um, Billy Batson...”
“‘m Percy! Percy Jackson.”
“Nice to meet you two- any idea where in your family you have a god or two, because one of you definitely smells like Zeus and I’m pretty sure Poseidon and I am not dealing with either of my half-brothers.”
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Winter Garden by @nizaramrullah
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The laundries on the estate no longer echo to the bustle of washerwomen. This one has become a haven for the reader in search of quiet, the dreamer in search of solitude.
The French Touch: Decoration and Design in the Most Beautiful Homes in France, 1988
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