#distilled — Public Fediverse posts
Live and recent posts from across the Fediverse tagged #distilled, aggregated by home.social.
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A New Wave of Ultra-Aged Bourbons – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/?p=1765578 #bourbon #distilled #garden #WhatsNew
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A New Wave of Ultra-Aged Bourbons – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/?p=1765578 #bourbon #distilled #garden #WhatsNew
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A Louisville Bourbon Maestro’s Return – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/?p=1660874 #bourbon #distilled #drinks #garden #WhatsNew
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A Louisville Bourbon Maestro’s Return – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/?p=1660874 #bourbon #distilled #drinks #garden #WhatsNew
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Eine Runde #Distilled zu viert. Obwohl das Spiel schon komplex ist, finde ich es erstaunlich schnell zu erklären und anzulernen und an sich auch relativ schnell gespielt. Spaß machts auch allen. Prost! 🥃
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Eine Runde #Distilled zu viert. Obwohl das Spiel schon komplex ist, finde ich es erstaunlich schnell zu erklären und anzulernen und an sich auch relativ schnell gespielt. Spaß machts auch allen. Prost! 🥃
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Eine Runde #Distilled zu viert. Obwohl das Spiel schon komplex ist, finde ich es erstaunlich schnell zu erklären und anzulernen und an sich auch relativ schnell gespielt. Spaß machts auch allen. Prost! 🥃
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Eine Runde #Distilled zu viert. Obwohl das Spiel schon komplex ist, finde ich es erstaunlich schnell zu erklären und anzulernen und an sich auch relativ schnell gespielt. Spaß machts auch allen. Prost! 🥃
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Eine Runde #Distilled zu viert. Obwohl das Spiel schon komplex ist, finde ich es erstaunlich schnell zu erklären und anzulernen und an sich auch relativ schnell gespielt. Spaß machts auch allen. Prost! 🥃
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How Chris Shepherd Built His Grand Bourbon Collection – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/1648916/how-chris-shepherd-built-his-grand-bourbon-collection-garden-gun/ #bourbon #collections #distilled #FoodDrink #garden #texas #WhatsNew
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How Chris Shepherd Built His Grand Bourbon Collection – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/1648916/how-chris-shepherd-built-his-grand-bourbon-collection-garden-gun/ #bourbon #collections #distilled #FoodDrink #garden #texas #WhatsNew
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Tasting Coveted Bourbons with Buffalo Trace Fan-Favorite Freddie Johnson – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/?p=1638042 #bourbon #distilled #FoodDrink #garden #Kentucky #WhatsNew
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Tasting Coveted Bourbons with Buffalo Trace Fan-Favorite Freddie Johnson – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/?p=1638042 #bourbon #distilled #FoodDrink #garden #Kentucky #WhatsNew
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The Cult of Sweet-Mash Whiskey – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/1615079/the-cult-of-sweet-mash-whiskey-garden-gun/ #bourbon #distilled #garden #WhatsNew
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The Cult of Sweet-Mash Whiskey – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/1615079/the-cult-of-sweet-mash-whiskey-garden-gun/ #bourbon #distilled #garden #WhatsNew
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Smooth and Spicy Moments in the Rise of America’s Native Spirit – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/1593129/smooth-and-spicy-moments-in-the-rise-of-americas-native-spirit-garden-gun/ #bourbon #DisableInstaread #distilled #FoodDrink #garden #WhatsNew
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Smooth and Spicy Moments in the Rise of America’s Native Spirit – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/1593129/smooth-and-spicy-moments-in-the-rise-of-americas-native-spirit-garden-gun/ #bourbon #DisableInstaread #distilled #FoodDrink #garden #WhatsNew
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A Peek Inside the Lauded Distillery – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/1529298/a-peek-inside-the-lauded-distillery-garden-gun/ #bourbon #distilled #drinks #FoodDrink #garden #Kentucky #WhatsNew
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A Peek Inside the Lauded Distillery – Garden & Gun https://www.allforgardening.com/1529298/a-peek-inside-the-lauded-distillery-garden-gun/ #bourbon #distilled #drinks #FoodDrink #garden #Kentucky #WhatsNew
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Minashi-by-the-Sea (The Piping that Spoke of Nyarlathotep)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt 9/7 -11
As the moon touched the hazy rim of the ocean, the Cat Who Stole Dreams indulged in one last #meal of the inn’s famed curried prawns, a #mash of almonds and sweet cream, and #distilled lime blossom liqueur. It was just a sip, enough to fend off the night's chill, no more.
Then, as the full dark of night blanketed Minashi-by-the-Sea, she donned her black, dew-spangled cape and her quietest #slippers and went out into the #late night. All was still except for the laughter of the fountains. The chorus of cicadas and revelers had long fallen silent. Not even the few unfortunates stirred by dreams of dark things said to slither from Hypnos Nor Slid’s House heard the soft footsteps of Kurotsuki.
With catlike grace, she climbed the outer walls of the High Citadel of Perpetual Petals. So lithe was her ascent that not a single petal of the trees that ringed that lofty place was disturbed, and thus the #wards that are triggered by their fall remained silent. The silent monitors, without the walls, perhaps saw a shadow flicker, but nothing more.
Thus, Kurotsuki Kaibyō reached a vantage from which she could observe the Toads of Leng cavorting and hear the fateful shrilling of the piping within the tower. The #luminous toads as they danced #round the tower #instilled no fear in her heart, yet a #current of dread set her fur to bristle, hearing the piping that spoke of Nyarlathotep, for it came from far beyond the ken of man.
Woe betide the mortal who, in a dream or drugged state, passes through the portals to that eldritch creature’s dimension. Better to face the nightgaunts or to be torn asunder by the ghouls of Pickman’s ilk than to glimpse the dwellers of that realm.
Shaken but undeterred, the queen of thieves came away that night ready to plunder the heart of Minashi-by-the-Sea.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Lovecraft #LordDunsany #Pastiche #Cats #Otherkin #Catgirl #Neko
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Minashi-by-the-Sea (The Piping that Spoke of Nyarlathotep)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt 9/7 -11
As the moon touched the hazy rim of the ocean, the Cat Who Stole Dreams indulged in one last #meal of the inn’s famed curried prawns, a #mash of almonds and sweet cream, and #distilled lime blossom liqueur. It was just a sip, enough to fend off the night's chill, no more.
Then, as the full dark of night blanketed Minashi-by-the-Sea, she donned her black, dew-spangled cape and her quietest #slippers and went out into the #late night. All was still except for the laughter of the fountains. The chorus of cicadas and revelers had long fallen silent. Not even the few unfortunates stirred by dreams of dark things said to slither from Hypnos Nor Slid’s House heard the soft footsteps of Kurotsuki.
With catlike grace, she climbed the outer walls of the High Citadel of Perpetual Petals. So lithe was her ascent that not a single petal of the trees that ringed that lofty place was disturbed, and thus the #wards that are triggered by their fall remained silent. The silent monitors, without the walls, perhaps saw a shadow flicker, but nothing more.
Thus, Kurotsuki Kaibyō reached a vantage from which she could observe the Toads of Leng cavorting and hear the fateful shrilling of the piping within the tower. The #luminous toads as they danced #round the tower #instilled no fear in her heart, yet a #current of dread set her fur to bristle, hearing the piping that spoke of Nyarlathotep, for it came from far beyond the ken of man.
Woe betide the mortal who, in a dream or drugged state, passes through the portals to that eldritch creature’s dimension. Better to face the nightgaunts or to be torn asunder by the ghouls of Pickman’s ilk than to glimpse the dwellers of that realm.
Shaken but undeterred, the queen of thieves came away that night ready to plunder the heart of Minashi-by-the-Sea.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Lovecraft #LordDunsany #Pastiche #Cats #Otherkin #Catgirl #Neko
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Minashi-by-the-Sea (The Piping that Spoke of Nyarlathotep)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt 9/7 -11
As the moon touched the hazy rim of the ocean, the Cat Who Stole Dreams indulged in one last #meal of the inn’s famed curried prawns, a #mash of almonds and sweet cream, and #distilled lime blossom liqueur. It was just a sip, enough to fend off the night's chill, no more.
Then, as the full dark of night blanketed Minashi-by-the-Sea, she donned her black, dew-spangled cape and her quietest #slippers and went out into the #late night. All was still except for the laughter of the fountains. The chorus of cicadas and revelers had long fallen silent. Not even the few unfortunates stirred by dreams of dark things said to slither from Hypnos Nor Slid’s House heard the soft footsteps of Kurotsuki.
With catlike grace, she climbed the outer walls of the High Citadel of Perpetual Petals. So lithe was her ascent that not a single petal of the trees that ringed that lofty place was disturbed, and thus the #wards that are triggered by their fall remained silent. The silent monitors, without the walls, perhaps saw a shadow flicker, but nothing more.
Thus, Kurotsuki Kaibyō reached a vantage from which she could observe the Toads of Leng cavorting and hear the fateful shrilling of the piping within the tower. The #luminous toads as they danced #round the tower #instilled no fear in her heart, yet a #current of dread set her fur to bristle, hearing the piping that spoke of Nyarlathotep, for it came from far beyond the ken of man.
Woe betide the mortal who, in a dream or drugged state, passes through the portals to that eldritch creature’s dimension. Better to face the nightgaunts or to be torn asunder by the ghouls of Pickman’s ilk than to glimpse the dwellers of that realm.
Shaken but undeterred, the queen of thieves came away that night ready to plunder the heart of Minashi-by-the-Sea.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Lovecraft #LordDunsany #Pastiche #Cats #Otherkin #Catgirl #Neko
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Minashi-by-the-Sea (The Piping that Spoke of Nyarlathotep)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt 9/7 -11
As the moon touched the hazy rim of the ocean, the Cat Who Stole Dreams indulged in one last #meal of the inn’s famed curried prawns, a #mash of almonds and sweet cream, and #distilled lime blossom liqueur. It was just a sip, enough to fend off the night's chill, no more.
Then, as the full dark of night blanketed Minashi-by-the-Sea, she donned her black, dew-spangled cape and her quietest #slippers and went out into the #late night. All was still except for the laughter of the fountains. The chorus of cicadas and revelers had long fallen silent. Not even the few unfortunates stirred by dreams of dark things said to slither from Hypnos Nor Slid’s House heard the soft footsteps of Kurotsuki.
With catlike grace, she climbed the outer walls of the High Citadel of Perpetual Petals. So lithe was her ascent that not a single petal of the trees that ringed that lofty place was disturbed, and thus the #wards that are triggered by their fall remained silent. The silent monitors, without the walls, perhaps saw a shadow flicker, but nothing more.
Thus, Kurotsuki Kaibyō reached a vantage from which she could observe the Toads of Leng cavorting and hear the fateful shrilling of the piping within the tower. The #luminous toads as they danced #round the tower #instilled no fear in her heart, yet a #current of dread set her fur to bristle, hearing the piping that spoke of Nyarlathotep, for it came from far beyond the ken of man.
Woe betide the mortal who, in a dream or drugged state, passes through the portals to that eldritch creature’s dimension. Better to face the nightgaunts or to be torn asunder by the ghouls of Pickman’s ilk than to glimpse the dwellers of that realm.
Shaken but undeterred, the queen of thieves came away that night ready to plunder the heart of Minashi-by-the-Sea.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Lovecraft #LordDunsany #Pastiche #Cats #Otherkin #Catgirl #Neko
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Minashi-by-the-Sea (The Piping that Spoke of Nyarlathotep)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt 9/7 -11
As the moon touched the hazy rim of the ocean, the Cat Who Stole Dreams indulged in one last #meal of the inn’s famed curried prawns, a #mash of almonds and sweet cream, and #distilled lime blossom liqueur. It was just a sip, enough to fend off the night's chill, no more.
Then, as the full dark of night blanketed Minashi-by-the-Sea, she donned her black, dew-spangled cape and her quietest #slippers and went out into the #late night. All was still except for the laughter of the fountains. The chorus of cicadas and revelers had long fallen silent. Not even the few unfortunates stirred by dreams of dark things said to slither from Hypnos Nor Slid’s House heard the soft footsteps of Kurotsuki.
With catlike grace, she climbed the outer walls of the High Citadel of Perpetual Petals. So lithe was her ascent that not a single petal of the trees that ringed that lofty place was disturbed, and thus the #wards that are triggered by their fall remained silent. The silent monitors, without the walls, perhaps saw a shadow flicker, but nothing more.
Thus, Kurotsuki Kaibyō reached a vantage from which she could observe the Toads of Leng cavorting and hear the fateful shrilling of the piping within the tower. The #luminous toads as they danced #round the tower #instilled no fear in her heart, yet a #current of dread set her fur to bristle, hearing the piping that spoke of Nyarlathotep, for it came from far beyond the ken of man.
Woe betide the mortal who, in a dream or drugged state, passes through the portals to that eldritch creature’s dimension. Better to face the nightgaunts or to be torn asunder by the ghouls of Pickman’s ilk than to glimpse the dwellers of that realm.
Shaken but undeterred, the queen of thieves came away that night ready to plunder the heart of Minashi-by-the-Sea.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP #Lovecraft #LordDunsany #Pastiche #Cats #Otherkin #Catgirl #Neko
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2. The Moon in a Sty 豚小屋に宿る月
#FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries
#wss366 #MastoPromptBasen and Mao passed the guards and entered the inn. The air inside was as noxious as the courtyard had been filthy. This was not a place for Jinshi. Who knew what foul toxins #distilled in this fetid environment?
Mao surveyed the room. Soldiers slept under tables while a worried innkeeper served thin millet stew to the soldiers who were still awake. Seeing the innkeeper’s filthy apron and grimy hands dashed Mao’s waning hopes of being fed. She would skip eating, hungry or not.
The smell of huangjiu and millet wine hung in the air: a sour, stale odor. The fresh smell of recently served beverages was absent. Willingly or not, the troops were sober. The captain of the guard was on top of things, keeping the troops ready for anything.
Basen led her across the floor to the cloth-covered doorway that probably led to the owner’s quarters. A shaman’s #ward against disease was crudely painted on the blanket. Mao had never noticed they did any good, but they did no harm.
Her guild stopped, waving away the two guards standing there. “The Moon Prince sustained a wound in a sensitive place,” he began in a low voice. His mouth tightened. “And for reasons you know, the royal doctors cannot treat this wound.”
Maomao didn’t need the reminder. There were things about Jinshi’s body that were best left unspoken.
“That is one reason we summoned you. You are also the best person to treat a poisoned arrow wound. I needn’t tell you that this is all secret. We are circulating the story that the prince has detoured to a small lake and is recreating there. You have called to keep him company.”
Mao wasn’t happy about being summoned to “keep Jinshi company.” The implications would make her life difficult, but she could deal with that later. She would ask them to change the story. They had wanted her either because of a rare medicinal plant or because a minor official had been poisoned. Either excuse would be better.
Entering the room, she noticed it had been hastily cleaned and a brazier lit to warm it. Jinshi lay pale and still on his travel bed.
She stopped, and the words, “This is bad,” escaped her.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP
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2. The Moon in a Sty 豚小屋に宿る月
#FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries
#wss366 #MastoPromptBasen and Mao passed the guards and entered the inn. The air inside was as noxious as the courtyard had been filthy. This was not a place for Jinshi. Who knew what foul toxins #distilled in this fetid environment?
Mao surveyed the room. Soldiers slept under tables while a worried innkeeper served thin millet stew to the soldiers who were still awake. Seeing the innkeeper’s filthy apron and grimy hands dashed Mao’s waning hopes of being fed. She would skip eating, hungry or not.
The smell of huangjiu and millet wine hung in the air: a sour, stale odor. The fresh smell of recently served beverages was absent. Willingly or not, the troops were sober. The captain of the guard was on top of things, keeping the troops ready for anything.
Basen led her across the floor to the cloth-covered doorway that probably led to the owner’s quarters. A shaman’s #ward against disease was crudely painted on the blanket. Mao had never noticed they did any good, but they did no harm.
Her guild stopped, waving away the two guards standing there. “The Moon Prince sustained a wound in a sensitive place,” he began in a low voice. His mouth tightened. “And for reasons you know, the royal doctors cannot treat this wound.”
Maomao didn’t need the reminder. There were things about Jinshi’s body that were best left unspoken.
“That is one reason we summoned you. You are also the best person to treat a poisoned arrow wound. I needn’t tell you that this is all secret. We are circulating the story that the prince has detoured to a small lake and is recreating there. You have called to keep him company.”
Mao wasn’t happy about being summoned to “keep Jinshi company.” The implications would make her life difficult, but she could deal with that later. She would ask them to change the story. They had wanted her either because of a rare medicinal plant or because a minor official had been poisoned. Either excuse would be better.
Entering the room, she noticed it had been hastily cleaned and a brazier lit to warm it. Jinshi lay pale and still on his travel bed.
She stopped, and the words, “This is bad,” escaped her.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP
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2. The Moon in a Sty 豚小屋に宿る月
#FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries
#wss366 #MastoPromptBasen and Mao passed the guards and entered the inn. The air inside was as noxious as the courtyard had been filthy. This was not a place for Jinshi. Who knew what foul toxins #distilled in this fetid environment?
Mao surveyed the room. Soldiers slept under tables while a worried innkeeper served thin millet stew to the soldiers who were still awake. Seeing the innkeeper’s filthy apron and grimy hands dashed Mao’s waning hopes of being fed. She would skip eating, hungry or not.
The smell of huangjiu and millet wine hung in the air: a sour, stale odor. The fresh smell of recently served beverages was absent. Willingly or not, the troops were sober. The captain of the guard was on top of things, keeping the troops ready for anything.
Basen led her across the floor to the cloth-covered doorway that probably led to the owner’s quarters. A shaman’s #ward against disease was crudely painted on the blanket. Mao had never noticed they did any good, but they did no harm.
Her guild stopped, waving away the two guards standing there. “The Moon Prince sustained a wound in a sensitive place,” he began in a low voice. His mouth tightened. “And for reasons you know, the royal doctors cannot treat this wound.”
Maomao didn’t need the reminder. There were things about Jinshi’s body that were best left unspoken.
“That is one reason we summoned you. You are also the best person to treat a poisoned arrow wound. I needn’t tell you that this is all secret. We are circulating the story that the prince has detoured to a small lake and is recreating there. You have called to keep him company.”
Mao wasn’t happy about being summoned to “keep Jinshi company.” The implications would make her life difficult, but she could deal with that later. She would ask them to change the story. They had wanted her either because of a rare medicinal plant or because a minor official had been poisoned. Either excuse would be better.
Entering the room, she noticed it had been hastily cleaned and a brazier lit to warm it. Jinshi lay pale and still on his travel bed.
She stopped, and the words, “This is bad,” escaped her.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP
#ApothecaryDiaries -
2. The Moon in a Sty 豚小屋に宿る月
#FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries
#wss366 #MastoPromptBasen and Mao passed the guards and entered the inn. The air inside was as noxious as the courtyard had been filthy. This was not a place for Jinshi. Who knew what foul toxins #distilled in this fetid environment?
Mao surveyed the room. Soldiers slept under tables while a worried innkeeper served thin millet stew to the soldiers who were still awake. Seeing the innkeeper’s filthy apron and grimy hands dashed Mao’s waning hopes of being fed. She would skip eating, hungry or not.
The smell of huangjiu and millet wine hung in the air: a sour, stale odor. The fresh smell of recently served beverages was absent. Willingly or not, the troops were sober. The captain of the guard was on top of things, keeping the troops ready for anything.
Basen led her across the floor to the cloth-covered doorway that probably led to the owner’s quarters. A shaman’s #ward against disease was crudely painted on the blanket. Mao had never noticed they did any good, but they did no harm.
Her guild stopped, waving away the two guards standing there. “The Moon Prince sustained a wound in a sensitive place,” he began in a low voice. His mouth tightened. “And for reasons you know, the royal doctors cannot treat this wound.”
Maomao didn’t need the reminder. There were things about Jinshi’s body that were best left unspoken.
“That is one reason we summoned you. You are also the best person to treat a poisoned arrow wound. I needn’t tell you that this is all secret. We are circulating the story that the prince has detoured to a small lake and is recreating there. You have called to keep him company.”
Mao wasn’t happy about being summoned to “keep Jinshi company.” The implications would make her life difficult, but she could deal with that later. She would ask them to change the story. They had wanted her either because of a rare medicinal plant or because a minor official had been poisoned. Either excuse would be better.
Entering the room, she noticed it had been hastily cleaned and a brazier lit to warm it. Jinshi lay pale and still on his travel bed.
She stopped, and the words, “This is bad,” escaped her.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP
#ApothecaryDiaries -
2. The Moon in a Sty 豚小屋に宿る月
#FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries
#wss366 #MastoPromptBasen and Mao passed the guards and entered the inn. The air inside was as noxious as the courtyard had been filthy. This was not a place for Jinshi. Who knew what foul toxins #distilled in this fetid environment?
Mao surveyed the room. Soldiers slept under tables while a worried innkeeper served thin millet stew to the soldiers who were still awake. Seeing the innkeeper’s filthy apron and grimy hands dashed Mao’s waning hopes of being fed. She would skip eating, hungry or not.
The smell of huangjiu and millet wine hung in the air: a sour, stale odor. The fresh smell of recently served beverages was absent. Willingly or not, the troops were sober. The captain of the guard was on top of things, keeping the troops ready for anything.
Basen led her across the floor to the cloth-covered doorway that probably led to the owner’s quarters. A shaman’s #ward against disease was crudely painted on the blanket. Mao had never noticed they did any good, but they did no harm.
Her guild stopped, waving away the two guards standing there. “The Moon Prince sustained a wound in a sensitive place,” he began in a low voice. His mouth tightened. “And for reasons you know, the royal doctors cannot treat this wound.”
Maomao didn’t need the reminder. There were things about Jinshi’s body that were best left unspoken.
“That is one reason we summoned you. You are also the best person to treat a poisoned arrow wound. I needn’t tell you that this is all secret. We are circulating the story that the prince has detoured to a small lake and is recreating there. You have called to keep him company.”
Mao wasn’t happy about being summoned to “keep Jinshi company.” The implications would make her life difficult, but she could deal with that later. She would ask them to change the story. They had wanted her either because of a rare medicinal plant or because a minor official had been poisoned. Either excuse would be better.
Entering the room, she noticed it had been hastily cleaned and a brazier lit to warm it. Jinshi lay pale and still on his travel bed.
She stopped, and the words, “This is bad,” escaped her.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP
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“The Distilled Spirits Council, an industry group, estimated exports of U.S. #distilled #spirits to Canada at $43.4 million over the first six months of 2025, down about 62% from the same period in 2024.” www.wsj.com/business/us-...
The U.S. Alcohol Industry Is R... -
“The Distilled Spirits Council, an industry group, estimated exports of U.S. #distilled #spirits to Canada at $43.4 million over the first six months of 2025, down about 62% from the same period in 2024.” www.wsj.com/business/us-...
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Zum Auftakt der Whiskyfestspiele auf dem #SommerregenCon spielen wir #Distilled , ein #Brettspiel , bei dem man Spirituosen braut und möglichst teuer verkaufen muss.
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Zum Auftakt der Whiskyfestspiele auf dem #SommerregenCon spielen wir #Distilled , ein #Brettspiel , bei dem man Spirituosen braut und möglichst teuer verkaufen muss.
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Zum Auftakt der Whiskyfestspiele auf dem #SommerregenCon spielen wir #Distilled , ein #Brettspiel , bei dem man Spirituosen braut und möglichst teuer verkaufen muss.
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Freunde angegrauter @brettspiele !
Die beste Folge seit langem ist da: "Runde 28 - Von Betbrüdern und Braumeistern"!
Wir werden ganz bierselig mit dem #GoldenGame #Heaven&Ale, brauen im großen Stil als #BierPioniere und steigern die Prozente in #Distilled.
Hier reinhören: https://brettseggel.podcaster.de/podcasts/runde-28-von-betbruedern-und-braumeistern/
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Freunde angegrauter @brettspiele !
Die beste Folge seit langem ist da: "Runde 28 - Von Betbrüdern und Braumeistern"!
Wir werden ganz bierselig mit dem #GoldenGame #Heaven&Ale, brauen im großen Stil als #BierPioniere und steigern die Prozente in #Distilled.
Hier reinhören: https://brettseggel.podcaster.de/podcasts/runde-28-von-betbruedern-und-braumeistern/
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Freunde angegrauter @brettspiele !
Die beste Folge seit langem ist da: "Runde 28 - Von Betbrüdern und Braumeistern"!
Wir werden ganz bierselig mit dem #GoldenGame #Heaven&Ale, brauen im großen Stil als #BierPioniere und steigern die Prozente in #Distilled.
Hier reinhören: https://brettseggel.podcaster.de/podcasts/runde-28-von-betbruedern-und-braumeistern/
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Freunde angegrauter @brettspiele !
Die beste Folge seit langem ist da: "Runde 28 - Von Betbrüdern und Braumeistern"!
Wir werden ganz bierselig mit dem #GoldenGame #Heaven&Ale, brauen im großen Stil als #BierPioniere und steigern die Prozente in #Distilled.
Hier reinhören: https://brettseggel.podcaster.de/podcasts/runde-28-von-betbruedern-und-braumeistern/
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Mal wieder Distilled, diesmal läuft es deutlich besser als letztes Mal. Die spielbaren Charaktere schwanken schon teilweise in ihrer Stärke und eine gute Portion Glück, etwa beim Kartenziehen, ist bei dem Brettspiel schon dabei. Dafür mag ich, dass es sich sehr entspannt spielt. 🥃
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Eine Abend-Partie „Distilled“, ein Spiel, was wir gerade zu zweit sehr angenehm finden, weil es sich dann nicht so in die Länge zieht. Das Thema und die Materialqualität gefallen uns immer noch sehr gut. 🥃
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Eine Abend-Partie „Distilled“, ein Spiel, was wir gerade zu zweit sehr angenehm finden, weil es sich dann nicht so in die Länge zieht. Das Thema und die Materialqualität gefallen uns immer noch sehr gut. 🥃
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https://www.evshift.com/311558/amplify-bmw-engineering-distilled-into-compact-thrills-the-2-series-gran-coupe-bmwusa/ Amplify: BMW engineering distilled into compact thrills: the 2 Series Gran Coupe. #bmwusa #Amplify #BestBmw #bmw #Bmw2Series #BMW2025 #BMWCommercial #BmwEngineering #BmwGranCoupe #BmwUsa #BMWUSA #compact #coupe #distilled #ElectricCars #ElectricVehicles #engineering #EV #gran #LuxuryBmw #LuxuryCar #NewBMW #NewCar #Series #THRILLS
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Nach 111 Minuten ging die Partie #Distilled denkbar knapp mit 147:142 an die Lieblingsnachbarin.
Das Spiel macht unglaublich Laune und fängt das Thema super ein.
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Nach 111 Minuten ging die Partie #Distilled denkbar knapp mit 147:142 an die Lieblingsnachbarin.
Das Spiel macht unglaublich Laune und fängt das Thema super ein.
#brettspiele -
Nach 111 Minuten ging die Partie #Distilled denkbar knapp mit 147:142 an die Lieblingsnachbarin.
Das Spiel macht unglaublich Laune und fängt das Thema super ein.
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Es ist gerichtet. Weil es aber so lange nicht mehr auf dem Tisch war, gibt es „Das erste Tasting“.
#distilledgame #Distilled -
Es ist gerichtet. Weil es aber so lange nicht mehr auf dem Tisch war, gibt es „Das erste Tasting“.
#distilledgame #Distilled -
Es ist gerichtet. Weil es aber so lange nicht mehr auf dem Tisch war, gibt es „Das erste Tasting“.
#distilledgame #Distilled -
Es ist gerichtet. Weil es aber so lange nicht mehr auf dem Tisch war, gibt es „Das erste Tasting“.
#distilledgame #Distilled -
Es ist gerichtet. Weil es aber so lange nicht mehr auf dem Tisch war, gibt es „Das erste Tasting“.
#distilledgame #Distilled