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Worth 50,000: Day Nineteen - Sometimes We Fall
I'm kind of impressed that I got over halfway through the month before I let this slip. I apologize, too, because I've been having great fun reading what you guys put up, even as I haven't replied to them all yet, and now we'll never know what I could have read for yesterday. But well, accidents do happen, and yesterday I accidentally Hogsmeade, so. This picture is for
seratonation, who pinged me over twitter about what a forgetful sod I was. The colors in this piece are lovely, and I find them to be almost more interesting than the subject matter.
If you could paint the sky any color, what would you paint it?

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Right now it looks like an ordinary day, if you discount the fact that none of the cars are running and the only people on the street are armed with shotguns.
Somebody says something about Nazis and I swivel my head around. "Is--"
"Nah," Frankie says. "We're clear. I just...."
"Never hurts to be careful," Aron says, and we move out.
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but dude thank you so much <333 I saw it this morning and wanted to write aaaaall the fic :D