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How Dan and Phil probably broke up #61
  • <p> <b>Phil:</b> I still haven't figured out a name for our son :/<p/><b>Dan:</b> Oh but I've already named him<p/><b>Phil:</b> really? wha-<p/><b>Dan:</b> no, shrek, don't touch that you'll get hurt, son<p/></p>
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Sanguis Deserti

The children of the desert are cursed;
The children of the desert are blessed.
The desert gives and takes,
just as it pleases.

sanguis: Latin; noun; third declension, masculine; nominitive: subject
—-meaning: blood

deserti (from desertum): Latin; noun; second declension neuter; genitive: possession
—-meaning: of the desert

Leia Organa is covered in blood by the time she reaches the deck of Jabba’s sail barge. The broken end of the chain that had sought to bind her to her captor gleams in Tatooine’s harsh sunlight, wisps of hair pulled free of her intricate braid cling to the sweat on her neck and forehead, and a feral grin curls her lips and ignites her eyes to desert flames.

There is an ax in her hand, ripped from the dying grasp of a man who had tried to grab her as she fled out of the belly of the barge. He had grabbed her, and his blood had been the first to stain her chin, her shoulders, her hands. Its tip drips crimson, black, yellow-blue, the dying gasps of a dozen lives stolen by its razor edge and by the hands that grip its haft in a hold far too comfortable for a princess.

The wind tugs at her hair, coils around her ankles, brushes against her cheeks and forehead and bare shoulders. Welcome, welcome the desert sighs. Welcome home, dear child of the desert…

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