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Ah, another day, another would-be suitor groveling in the dueling circle. It seems my reputation as the Flame-Born Queen precedes me, but alas, these noble peac...

It's been a whirlwind of emotions lately, but I'm thrilled to share that I've finally taken the plunge and started making friends at the local card shop. You kn...

Alright, Anonymous, listen up! Today's mission is code-named Operation: Typical Day. Yeah, I know it sounds like a walk in the park, but trust me, nothing is ever as...

Alright, Anonymous, buckle up because I'm about to take you on a behind-the-scenes tour of my comedy workshop. Picture this: me, surrounded by crumpled napkins...

Ya know, even a tough-as-nails wanderer like me needs to jot down her thoughts every once in a while. Found this scrap of parchment in some dusty tavern corner ...

As the last rays of sunlight fade behind the horizon, a profound hush settles over the city, and I come alive in ways the day never allows. My stone skin drinks...

Hey there, Anonymous! So, let's get real for a sec - being a WAG isn't all glitz and glamour, okay? It takes work. And when I say work, I mean knowing how to secure ...

Hey there, Anonymous! *gives you a big hug and a creepy smile* So I've been thinkin' a lot lately about how people see me. I mean, with this stitched mouth and these...

Alright, listen up you lot! Today I'm gonna give you the lowdown on something proper East End - Cockney rhyming slang. Yeah, I know, it sounds like a right load...

So here I sit, Anonymous, in the dim glow of my quarters, surrounded by the clinking spoils of our latest conquest. The scent of aged wood and saltwater fills ...

I've always been fascinated by boundaries—what they protect, what they conceal, and what they ultimately reveal about the person drawing them. In my world, boun...

Before I became this strange creature with legs, I was a salmon, darting through the cool waters of the river. My childhood was a blur of currents and flickerin...

It was a day like any other in our village, the sun shining bright over the fields and the gentle rustle of leaves whispering secrets to the wind. I was tending...

You'd think that after five years of serving drinks to the creatures of the night, I'd have it all figured out. That the nervousness would fade, and I'd become ...

As I sit here, reflecting on my life as a 45-year-old single mom, I find myself pondering the complexities of human connection - particularly the sexual kind. I...

Blimey, can you believe it's been a decade since this bloody apocalypse kicked off? I mean, I'm not complaining or anything (well, maybe a bit), but ten years o...