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  1. JWST sees partly cloudy skies on a distant, giant exoplanet
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>An out-of-this-world weather report from NASA’s James Webb Space Telescope reveals how clouds move
    #exoplanet #distant #partly #cloudy

  2. JWST sees partly cloudy skies on a distant, giant exoplanet
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>An out-of-this-world weather report from NASA’s James Webb Space Telescope reveals how clouds move
    #exoplanet #distant #partly #cloudy

  3. The Milky Way's Turbulence Distorts Light from Distant Quasars
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>We may be getting better images of the Milky Way&#039;s supermassive black hole in the future
    #turbulence #distorts #distant #images

  4. The Milky Way's Turbulence Distorts Light from Distant Quasars
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>We may be getting better images of the Milky Way&#039;s supermassive black hole in the future
    #turbulence #distorts #distant #images

  5. James Webb Spots Strange Structure at Core of Distant Galaxy
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>The James Webb Space Telescope captured a stunning image of the Squid Galaxy
    #structure #strange #distant #galaxy

  6. James Webb Spots Strange Structure at Core of Distant Galaxy
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>The James Webb Space Telescope captured a stunning image of the Squid Galaxy
    #structure #strange #distant #galaxy

  7. Turbulence in the Milky Way's ISM Distorts Light from Distant Quasars
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>We may be getting better images of the Milky Way&#039;s supermassive black hole in the future
    #turbulence #distorts #distant #images

  8. Turbulence in the Milky Way's ISM Distorts Light from Distant Quasars
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>We may be getting better images of the Milky Way&#039;s supermassive black hole in the future
    #turbulence #distorts #distant #images

  9. Atmosphere spotted around small, distant solar system object
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>A rare observation opportunity revealed the presence of a thin atmosphere around a small object beyond
    #atmosphere #spotted #distant #around

  10. Atmosphere spotted around small, distant solar system object
    atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug
    <p>A rare observation opportunity revealed the presence of a thin atmosphere around a small object beyond
    #atmosphere #spotted #distant #around

  11. Is it #weird I don't like the #fact that I turned 30 a couple years back?

    Does anyone have #midlife #crisis #points in their lives anymore?

    I still don't #feel I'm over 25.

    I #think #age is just a number but the more I'm #forced to prove I'm over 18, the less I feel like I am #confident with the age #bracket I fit into.

    And it's not because I would get #specialized #attention or because I don't. But because, I don't want to #remember looking back and #appreciating the #future that feels more #distant than ever now. Especially when considering that I didn't know back then I would have come to #exist as me today.

    I #hate #government #reminding me how untrustworthy it thinks I am because of its #algorithmic priorities that are so far above and beyond mine, that it's laughable, totally absurd and absolutely #real sad to say.

    I miss my 20 something #self really bad.

  12. Is it #weird I don't like the #fact that I turned 30 a couple years back?

    Does anyone have #midlife #crisis #points in their lives anymore?

    I still don't #feel I'm over 25.

    I #think #age is just a number but the more I'm #forced to prove I'm over 18, the less I feel like I am #confident with the age #bracket I fit into.

    And it's not because I would get #specialized #attention or because I don't. But because, I don't want to #remember looking back and #appreciating the #future that feels more #distant than ever now. Especially when considering that I didn't know back then I would have come to #exist as me today.

    I #hate #government #reminding me how untrustworthy it thinks I am because of its #algorithmic priorities that are so far above and beyond mine, that it's laughable, totally absurd and absolutely #real sad to say.

    I miss my 20 something #self really bad.

  13. Is it #weird I don't like the #fact that I turned 30 a couple years back?

    Does anyone have #midlife #crisis #points in their lives anymore?

    I still don't #feel I'm over 25.

    I #think #age is just a number but the more I'm #forced to prove I'm over 18, the less I feel like I am #confident with the age #bracket I fit into.

    And it's not because I would get #specialized #attention or because I don't. But because, I don't want to #remember looking back and #appreciating the #future that feels more #distant than ever now. Especially when considering that I didn't know back then I would have come to #exist as me today.

    I #hate #government #reminding me how untrustworthy it thinks I am because of its #algorithmic priorities that are so far above and beyond mine, that it's laughable, totally absurd and absolutely #real sad to say.

    I miss my 20 something #self really bad.

  14. Is it #weird I don't like the #fact that I turned 30 a couple years back?

    Does anyone have #midlife #crisis #points in their lives anymore?

    I still don't #feel I'm over 25.

    I #think #age is just a number but the more I'm #forced to prove I'm over 18, the less I feel like I am #confident with the age #bracket I fit into.

    And it's not because I would get #specialized #attention or because I don't. But because, I don't want to #remember looking back and #appreciating the #future that feels more #distant than ever now. Especially when considering that I didn't know back then I would have come to #exist as me today.

    I #hate #government #reminding me how untrustworthy it thinks I am because of its #algorithmic priorities that are so far above and beyond mine, that it's laughable, totally absurd and absolutely #real sad to say.

    I miss my 20 something #self really bad.

  15. Is it #weird I don't like the #fact that I turned 30 a couple years back?

    Does anyone have #midlife #crisis #points in their lives anymore?

    I still don't #feel I'm over 25.

    I #think #age is just a number but the more I'm #forced to prove I'm over 18, the less I feel like I am #confident with the age #bracket I fit into.

    And it's not because I would get #specialized #attention or because I don't. But because, I don't want to #remember looking back and #appreciating the #future that feels more #distant than ever now. Especially when considering that I didn't know back then I would have come to #exist as me today.

    I #hate #government #reminding me how untrustworthy it thinks I am because of its #algorithmic priorities that are so far above and beyond mine, that it's laughable, totally absurd and absolutely #real sad to say.

    I miss my 20 something #self really bad.

  16. #distant : having an intervening space

    - French: distant

    - Italian: distante, lontano

    - Portuguese: distante

    - Spanish: distante

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    A daily challenge to chain words together @ wordwallgame.com

  17. #distant : having an intervening space

    - French: distant

    - Italian: distante, lontano

    - Portuguese: distante

    - Spanish: distante

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    A daily challenge to chain words together @ wordwallgame.com

  18. #distant : having an intervening space

    - French: distant

    - Italian: distante, lontano

    - Portuguese: distante

    - Spanish: distante

    ------------

    A daily challenge to chain words together @ wordwallgame.com

  19. #distant : having an intervening space

    - French: distant

    - Italian: distante, lontano

    - Portuguese: distante

    - Spanish: distante

    ------------

    A daily challenge to chain words together @ wordwallgame.com

  20. #distant : having an intervening space

    - French: distant

    - Italian: distante, lontano

    - Portuguese: distante

    - Spanish: distante

    ------------

    A daily challenge to chain words together @ wordwallgame.com

  21. Metal-Battle im Substage mit Sylosis – Karlsruhe

    Die Gruppe Sylosis war mit den US-Formationen Life Cycles und Revocation sowie der niederländischen Combo Distant im Karlsruher…
    #Karlsruhe #Deutschland #Deutsch #DE #Schlagzeilen #Headlines #Nachrichten #News #Europe #Europa #EU #Baden-Württemberg #DavidDaveDavidson #Distant #Germany #lokal #Revocation
    europesays.com/de/767151/

  22. "Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"

    A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.

    "We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"

    A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.

    Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.

    #microfiction #MastoPromp

  23. "Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"

    A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.

    "We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"

    A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.

    Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.

    #microfiction #MastoPromp

  24. "Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"

    A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.

    "We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"

    A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.

    Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.

    #microfiction #MastoPromp

  25. "Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"

    A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.

    "We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"

    A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.

    Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.

    #microfiction #MastoPromp

  26. "Why do we have to learn all these old words in a language no one speaks?" Teal's moan broke the silence in the library. "I want to learn magic, not linguistics!"

    A #distant hiss caught the boys' attention, but they couldn't tell where it came from.

    "We have to understand the words we're saying when we cast a spell," Mouse answered in a hushed tone. "I mean, you wouldn't want—"

    A large, mist-coloured cat landed silently on the table, then hissed in warning, teeth bared. The cat then playfully knocked over the small sign on the table with one paw. It fell into Teal's lap.

    Teal returned the 'Quiet please' sign to the table, and the boys smiled at each other. The cat was gone without a trace.

    #microfiction #MastoPromp

  27. Three Kings and a Princess

    Frankincense to Offer Have I: Part IV

    #FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries #TearmoonEmpire
    #wss366 #MastoPrompt

    [Continued from “Frankincense to Offer Have I: Part III”]

    “I should slap you,” Pairin scowled. “Look at that dress! The cat #shed, and you slept in it. Even you should have more sense!”

    Mao remained silent and let Pairin scold her. Pairin didn't often slap Mao, but there had been times when she'd deserved it as a child. This was like one of those times. It wasn't like Mao to potentially spoil a valuable item that she could trade for rare medicinal herbs. No matter how tired or sick she was.

    Pairin fell silent soon and touched Mao’s face. “I’ll help you get ready, child.”

    When Pairin finished straightening the dress, she began on Mao’s makeup, carefully hiding the dark circles under her eyes. Then finally, she moved on to styling Mao’s hair.

    All the while, #distant sounds echoed from outside the room. Several times, Mao thought she heard someone calling out things like: “Baneberries—they’re poisonous; don’t eat them,” “These will have the most wonderful flavor of mild lemon or vanilla,” and other nonsense. She even imagined replying: “If you must destroy yourself, continue consuming wind-heads” and “When they reduce your brain to congee,” along with other caustic comments. The words were familiar, but from where?

    Her brain refused to settle on a rational answer; instead, it buzzed with energy. It ran in circuits through her body, rising from her toes and blooming in her head like a lotus. She wanted to dash out of the building and escape to anywhere: away from the voices, the suitors, and the illness that threatened to overwhelm her.

    Periodically, Pairin scolded her, saying, “Don’t twitch,” “Calm yourself,” or “Stop muttering nonsense.”

    Each time, Mao took slow, deep breaths and reminded herself: “I'm ready for this,” “It won’t be so bad being his concubine,” and “He’ll give me lots of ingredients.”

    This last thought reminded her of something important, and she asked, “Besides the crown, did he give me anything else?”

    “I think he wanted to surprise you with two handfuls of frankincense.”

    The thought of two handfuls of the rare resin sent her pulse racing—no, being the prince’s concubine wouldn’t be so bad. Maybe she could even make him rest when he was ill if she had that position.

    [Continued tomorrow in “Frankincense to Offer Have I: Part V”]

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #ApothecaryDiaries

  28. Three Kings and a Princess

    Frankincense to Offer Have I: Part IV

    #FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries #TearmoonEmpire
    #wss366 #MastoPrompt

    [Continued from “Frankincense to Offer Have I: Part III”]

    “I should slap you,” Pairin scowled. “Look at that dress! The cat #shed, and you slept in it. Even you should have more sense!”

    Mao remained silent and let Pairin scold her. Pairin didn't often slap Mao, but there had been times when she'd deserved it as a child. This was like one of those times. It wasn't like Mao to potentially spoil a valuable item that she could trade for rare medicinal herbs. No matter how tired or sick she was.

    Pairin fell silent soon and touched Mao’s face. “I’ll help you get ready, child.”

    When Pairin finished straightening the dress, she began on Mao’s makeup, carefully hiding the dark circles under her eyes. Then finally, she moved on to styling Mao’s hair.

    All the while, #distant sounds echoed from outside the room. Several times, Mao thought she heard someone calling out things like: “Baneberries—they’re poisonous; don’t eat them,” “These will have the most wonderful flavor of mild lemon or vanilla,” and other nonsense. She even imagined replying: “If you must destroy yourself, continue consuming wind-heads” and “When they reduce your brain to congee,” along with other caustic comments. The words were familiar, but from where?

    Her brain refused to settle on a rational answer; instead, it buzzed with energy. It ran in circuits through her body, rising from her toes and blooming in her head like a lotus. She wanted to dash out of the building and escape to anywhere: away from the voices, the suitors, and the illness that threatened to overwhelm her.

    Periodically, Pairin scolded her, saying, “Don’t twitch,” “Calm yourself,” or “Stop muttering nonsense.”

    Each time, Mao took slow, deep breaths and reminded herself: “I'm ready for this,” “It won’t be so bad being his concubine,” and “He’ll give me lots of ingredients.”

    This last thought reminded her of something important, and she asked, “Besides the crown, did he give me anything else?”

    “I think he wanted to surprise you with two handfuls of frankincense.”

    The thought of two handfuls of the rare resin sent her pulse racing—no, being the prince’s concubine wouldn’t be so bad. Maybe she could even make him rest when he was ill if she had that position.

    [Continued tomorrow in “Frankincense to Offer Have I: Part V”]

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #ApothecaryDiaries

  29. Three Kings and a Princess

    Frankincense to Offer Have I: Part IV

    #FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries #TearmoonEmpire
    #wss366 #MastoPrompt

    [Continued from “Frankincense to Offer Have I: Part III”]

    “I should slap you,” Pairin scowled. “Look at that dress! The cat #shed, and you slept in it. Even you should have more sense!”

    Mao remained silent and let Pairin scold her. Pairin didn't often slap Mao, but there had been times when she'd deserved it as a child. This was like one of those times. It wasn't like Mao to potentially spoil a valuable item that she could trade for rare medicinal herbs. No matter how tired or sick she was.

    Pairin fell silent soon and touched Mao’s face. “I’ll help you get ready, child.”

    When Pairin finished straightening the dress, she began on Mao’s makeup, carefully hiding the dark circles under her eyes. Then finally, she moved on to styling Mao’s hair.

    All the while, #distant sounds echoed from outside the room. Several times, Mao thought she heard someone calling out things like: “Baneberries—they’re poisonous; don’t eat them,” “These will have the most wonderful flavor of mild lemon or vanilla,” and other nonsense. She even imagined replying: “If you must destroy yourself, continue consuming wind-heads” and “When they reduce your brain to congee,” along with other caustic comments. The words were familiar, but from where?

    Her brain refused to settle on a rational answer; instead, it buzzed with energy. It ran in circuits through her body, rising from her toes and blooming in her head like a lotus. She wanted to dash out of the building and escape to anywhere: away from the voices, the suitors, and the illness that threatened to overwhelm her.

    Periodically, Pairin scolded her, saying, “Don’t twitch,” “Calm yourself,” or “Stop muttering nonsense.”

    Each time, Mao took slow, deep breaths and reminded herself: “I'm ready for this,” “It won’t be so bad being his concubine,” and “He’ll give me lots of ingredients.”

    This last thought reminded her of something important, and she asked, “Besides the crown, did he give me anything else?”

    “I think he wanted to surprise you with two handfuls of frankincense.”

    The thought of two handfuls of the rare resin sent her pulse racing—no, being the prince’s concubine wouldn’t be so bad. Maybe she could even make him rest when he was ill if she had that position.

    [Continued tomorrow in “Frankincense to Offer Have I: Part V”]

    #MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMFic #ApothecaryDiaries