Stories

once sth is filled up, you put a lid on top of it.
by janek205

we gathered together, to "knock, knock, knockin' on the heaven's door" - so the god could change our fate
by janek205

Megan <CONTINUE>s embroidering the SILK, two TINY stitches per row. She has a lot of ener[gy]!
by vms5q

"As long as they <continue> SELLing this SILK, I'll use it to make [shoe]s," said Megan.
by vms5q

"There's a <severe> labor shortage. Our FACTORYs bad[ly] need TEN THOUSAND more skilled workers," John explains.
by vms5q

"The colonists' DESCENDANTs, [who n]ever cared about the ecosystem, would <mix AND MUDDY> the WATER with pollutants," explained John.
by vms5q

Megan cuts the TOWEL into smaller pieces of <cloth>. She waves one around when she's ready to make her <ANNOUNCE>ment.
by vms5q

"Let's COMPARE this species of rac[coon] to its <descendant> species. Animals of both don't like to be out when the SUN is out," explains Connor.
by vms5q

Together, the <pile> of twigs the SPARROW gathered from the EARTH in the Franks' backyard weighe[d way] more than the sparrow.
by vms5q

"They BATTLEd violent[ly ou]tside the city over RICE, their most valuable raw <material>," explained John.
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"You brought the FOOD. I OWE you a <beverage>, at least," said Charlie, betw[een] bites.
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CONTRARY to Layla's wishes, the TREE was cut down and turned into <board>s. "That ought to be <BAN>ned!" she said.
by vms5q