Sage

@sageauthor.bsky.social

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Writer ✍️ | Irish 🇮🇪 | He/him I'm writing my debut novel. Free Palestine 🇵🇸

Fuelbot: "I just blocked 80+ people who've been sending disgusting insults because I deigned not to call posts skeets. What a bunch of unstable losers social media has turned everyone into."
Chocobo eater from final fantasy X
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The text is a page from my book and it reeds: Locke saw the light and dipped around the corner of the stack. Two individuals walked down the other side of the row, one had a crystal torch. Neither of them looked like they had noticed him or even suspected they weren't alone. They were probably just doing their nightly check of the warehouse. He waited for them to pass and walked to the farther side of the building before heading back to the window. But as he started he heard a low whimper from a cage in the row opposite him. He took a second to glance into the dark cage. There laying down in a bedding of hay was a small strange creature. It looked kind of like a squirrel, but it wasn't. It had bigger ears with little tufts of hair at the ends and a longer bushy tail. Also its eyes weren't pure black, it had pupils with a turquoise sparkle to them. The creature's ears were drooped down by its sides and it stared up at him from its bedding not with fear or elatement, but with acceptance. Acceptance of its fate, its confinement. “Meep” the creature called out with a quite strained noise. Something tugged in Locke's chest hearing the creature’s cry. Locke glanced over his shoulder at the guards, he saw the light still at the other end of the warehouse. He hesitated, he had to get out of here, but he looked back in the cage and the animal looked up at him with big round eyes. “Damit” Locke mumbled. He drew back the metal latch of the cage and opened the door. The animal barely moved. Maybe because of inability, it was very thin, the creature like all the others here had clearly not been fed properly. But no, its lack of movement was confusion.
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Stats from Clearsky showing the top 5 most blocked accounts on Bluesky in the last 24 hours. The Democrats account is number 4.
Shows Philip Dwyer quote tweeting an election update that he only received 1 vote in NewtownmountKennedy compared to Simon Harris who received 165. Phillip then suggests that the election was rigged.
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@fishontherun2 on twitter posting an image of Greta Thunberg experiencing police brutality in a recent climate protest. They write: Dutch police using controversial bokkepootje wrist bend on 4’11” Greta Thunberg for protesting climate collapse and genocide at The Hague
The picture shows a short story vignette. Title: Warm stars. The story goes: The person lay in the damp unlit doorway of the Busáras station. Staring up at the lights of the city. They were like warm stars twinkling away in the dark sky. Nestling down into their sleeping bag they watched the stars blink out one by one as the night grew longer. The comfort of their light fading like a lighthouse flickering out in a storm. They wondered what it must be like in one of those warm stars. No harsh wind against your skin or rain on your head, a comfy bed. No, not for the likes of me. They thought. The sky opened up. The smell of precipitation entered the air as rain began to pour, the potholes swelled, the wind nipped. They pulled their jumper tighter around their neck. It's going to be a rough one again tonight. Sage. @sageauthor.bsky.social
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