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I had to reread jomini and clauswitz for this, though thats largely because Jomini was the dominant military writer of the period, not necceasrily strategy text in the traditional sense but I've been rereading Kostinen's history of American warfare, particularly Moiblizing for modern warfare and...
The storm had always been my secret friend.
When I was small, and the sky would crack open with thunder, other kids would scramble for cover, hiding under blankets with their hands clamped over their ears.
Not me. I'd crawl onto the sofa by the big living room window, press my nose against the...
just reread to the tune of the force and i love it so much. i know it’s likely you’ll never get back into that fic sadly, but you write about force sorcery and force techniques so well. if you ever write another star wars fic id read it in a heartbeat. honestly your creativity with magical...
The gray outside my window wasn't just a color; it was a mood.
A heavy, suffocating blanket of clouds smothering the city, and me along with it.
The light that managed to bleed through the dusty curtains was weak, anemic, painting long, distorted shadows across the cramped apartment.
It...
...Procrastinating too much at finally downloading everything onto a laptop hard drive or something to clear everything out of my account.
The worst part is can't access my Google Docs now.
I'm gonna have to... *wince* ... actually get up off my ass and grab a notebook to write down my ideas!
The village lay wrapped in the gentle embrace of early autumn, the air crisp with the faint tang of fallen leaves and the promise of rain. Morning dew clung to the cobblestone paths, glinting like tiny jewels under the pale sunlight. Within the modest confines of the family's home, Emma stirred...
Threadmarks: Cu-nosuba Chapter 10: Justice, Factions, and Pettiness
"Not the time, we need to stop-" The sound of a window smashing open stops Rin. Looking over they see Shinji and Rider outside and heading towards the roof.
"Considering we are going to die, I think this is the time!" Kazuma says.
"We won't die! We can summon our servants with a command seal...
The first rays of dawn spilled over the village, painting the modest rooftops in hues of gold and amber. The morning light filtered softly through the curtains of the small home where Emma stirred, her tiny frame shifting beneath a blanket.
The memory of the previous day burned brightly in her...
Days passed in the tranquil rhythm of the village, and with each sunrise, Emma's thoughts swirled more fervently around the concept of magic. The word itself carried a weight of mystery and possibility that she couldn't ignore. Crawling aimlessly around the house, her infant mind raced with...
Threadmarks: Chapter 2: Home landing, and relearning to laugh.
Chapter 2 Home landing, and relearning to laugh.
It wasn't my first time waking up in a crater in an attack pod on a different world, but it was my first time on what was an alternate version of my first life's home planet.
The pod opened automatically as I did my best to wake up and get out...