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Cover of Tales of Piecora 01 - The Emerald Cave in square format

Cover of Tales of Piecora 02 - The Haunted Fortress in square format

Stacks of Tales of Piecora 01 and 02 books available in paperback, hardcover, .epub, and Kindle.

Some of the places where you can find Tales of Piecora.

Happy #WorldBookDay!

Tales of Piecora is:
💫Epic fantasy adventure
🫂Relatable characters
👾Scary monsters
🐉Timeless dragons
🌲Ancient Fae
🐙Eldritch horrors
🪐Fantastical worlds

Learn more:
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A new U.S. Postal Service rule for how your mail is handled could affect your ballot, taxes and more.

The rule, which went into effect on Christmas Eve, redefines the meaning of a postmark, the date mark printed on most mailed items.

Tim McPhillips has more.

New orca calf spotted with K pod The new orca calf is the first calf to be born into the K pod since 2022, according to the Orca Conservancy.

🩶 Wonderful news this week: A new bundle of joy, or shall we say a new calf, has been spotted traveling with K-Pod in Puget Sound!

#pnw #orcas #Washington #killerwhale #orca #pugetsound

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Beautiful! Thank you for the aspirational content. 🪡

Heinous Fuckery, most foul...
- Act I Invocation, The Serpent of Venice

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Hope you will all be compensated.

Tula’s on the ball

A black cat sitting on a black rug where the only visible parts of her are her golden eyes and the insides of her ears.

Happy #NationalBlackCatDay from our void spirit Nightshade.

#cats

She thought #perhaps this would #reinvigorate their relationship, but her careful planning turned into a #catastrophe. As she reached to hug him, the #extrusion of the curvaceous areas of her anatomy strained against her silky blouse, sending a button-turned-projectile squarely into his eye.
#vss365

"With the #synthesis of our two brands, we will be able to increase the #stock price and maximize shareholder value."
As the executive droned on about the merger, an employee whispered, "I swear they just #conspire to work us to death, and take money out of our pockets to buy another yacht."
#vss365

"He’s getting the better of you. Gotta #rein him in."
Seated on the back of a Hanoverian, she attempted to do what the instructor said, but the horse had a mind of his own.
"Show him you’re the boss not a fly on his back."
The horse took off leaving her to bounce helplessly in the saddle.
#vss365

She has a #style all her own, but I can’t keep myself from #flinching each time I see her. Some might call her fashion bold, but it strikes my sensibilities like discordant free jazz. Yet, she embodies it. I am forced to admit that my jealousy of her freedom colors my opinion of her clothes.
#vss365

His frustration boiled over, tired of the mantra which said 'You can do anything you put our mind to. Work hard enough and you'll reach your #potential.' Well, he did that for years, and look at where it got him—waiting to talk to the outplacement counselor, his job made redundant by AI.
#vss365

Lying back #exhausted, she passed him a towel.
"You ready to go again?" she asked after a moment.
"Let me catch my breath. I'm enjoying the scenery."
"I’ll give you a head start."
"To the dock and back?"
He winked as they rose then dashed for the water’s edge before diving into the lake.
#vss365

Thinking it would make things more #bearable, she removed all her social media apps, telling herself it was better for her sanity. Within hours, her anxiety reached intolerable levels. She felt lost, left behind, out of touch. To distract herself, she had to step outside into the real world.
#vss365

Following one crumpled #wrapper after another, the trail led to our hall closet. I knew what I would find having experienced this myself many years before. The soft groaning gave him away. I opened the closet to find my sickly 8-year-old surrounded by the detritus from his Halloween haul.
#vss365

They sat surrounded by candles. Rain tapped against the windows. Splashes of lightning danced along the wall. Sharing a bottle of wine, they laughed at days long past, memories growing fuzzy with time. The moment felt special until the lights and blaring TV popped on as #power was restored.
#vss365

Standing in the #doorway looking at the empty room, her soul felt empty also. Both kids got on the school bus this morning for the first time. She couldn’t remember when she last had the house to herself. Her mind raced with ideas on how to spend the day before she just crawled back in bed.
#vss365

“Do it. You’ve got a #chance to take it all.” The voice in his head egged him on. Then another voice drowned it out. “You will mess it up like always.” He hated how that voice sounded like his mother. Choosing to listen to his voice, which said go for it, he placed his cards on the table.
#vss365

Bright purple flower of an ice plant succulent against a gray rock with its greenery at the bottom.

Timeline cleanse with a bit of #bloomscrolling because there is way too much doom out there this week.

She read the #article again. Was the person even #conscious when they wrote that drivel? She didn’t want to be a person yelling at a computer, but here she was vociferously debating the screen, scaring all her cats. If she read one more 'make your cat vegan' story, she’d lose it completely.
#vss365

They said he was playing 3D chess. Heck, playing checkers required too much concentration for him. He didn’t let on that every decision was #arbitrary, as random as where a bird flew or a fish swam. He liked to keep them guessing, made him feel powerful. In reality, he was simply an idiot.
#vss365

Quickly, they ducked into a nearby room to #elude the individual approaching from the other direction. Once she passed by, they slipped out unobserved, down the hall and out of the building. Every year it was the same thing—the PTA president’s relentless pursuit of new parents to volunteer.
#vss365