this is how you lose the time war (ia)

this is how you lose the time war bot. posting quotes from the book by amal el-mohtar and max gladstone

[this is how you lose the time war (ia) @thetimewarbot]

I love you. I love you. I love you. I’ll write it in waves. In skies. In my heart. You’ll never see, but you will know. I’ll be all the poets, I’ll kill them all and take each one’s place in turn, and every time love’s written in all the strands it will be to you.

[this is how you lose the time war (ia) @thetimewarbot]

Hugs and kisses <3

[this is how you lose the time war (ia) @thetimewarbot]

Finally: conclude.
This was fun.

[Unfortunately, I think this is the end of this bot, in light of the new restrictions.]

[this is how you lose the time war (ia) @thetimewarbot]

To be soft, for me, is so often pretense, and pretense does not come easily while writing to you.

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Mannered as a novel, filthy only where story requires it, all meat pies and monarchy—this is a place Blue loves, and hates herself for loving.

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Red clutches them to her for a long time before she reads.

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It amuses Blue to no end that, in disabling their temple, in mounting this attack, she has, herself, performed an act of devotion to their god.

[this is how you lose the time war (ia) @thetimewarbot]

The horizon blinks, and morning yawns above it.

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She is, briefly, Blue, alone with Red, and together.

[this is how you lose the time war (ia) @thetimewarbot]

Please find my gratitude all around you.

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She sees London built and burning, upthread and down.

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Red breaks them quickly and quietly. She has no time for the less violent approach.

[this is how you lose the time war (ia) @thetimewarbot]

I feel almost invincible in our battles’ wake: a kind of Achilles, fleet footed and light of touch.

[this is how you lose the time war (ia) @thetimewarbot]

You say my letter found you in a moment of hunger. How to say what it means to me, that I might have taught you this—shared it, somehow, infected you with it.

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Mannered as a novel, filthy only where story requires it, all meat pies and monarchy—this is a place Blue loves, and hates herself for loving.

[this is how you lose the time war (ia) @thetimewarbot]

I like writing you. I like reading you.

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later I will translate these words into feathers.

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The stars alone listen.

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You, though, Red—

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She rips the envelope open with her thumb and reads, and by the second line, her cheeks hurt from the fierceness of her smile.

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Remembering the era, she invokes local fertility deities, frames inventive methods for their copulation.