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URGENT HELP
URGENT HELP🚨🚨🚨🍉🇵🇸
Hello,
How do you do ? I hope to be in a good condition.
This is my special campaign
We hope to help us by donating or sharing to others.
Every donation makes a different even if it a small.
As you know, the war began on October 7 and lasted ten months. During this period, we were unable to obtain food, drink, or treatment because we did not have money.
There is no source of income for the family at the present time, so we are unable to buy food, clean water, and medicine, especially after we are afflicted with the ongoing infectious diseases spread in the north like Hepatitis C disease.
Our house has been damaged a lot since the beginning of the war. We are from the north of Gaza and we are still in the north and have not displaced to the south. We displaced 10 times from place to another seeking to safety .
We hope for your help and support, even if only a little.🙏🙏
Vetted By Femme intifada on telegram.
This is the link if you would to read our story well 👇👇
https://gofund.me/4e896ac1
Thank you all
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A wings of fire (?) AU/ og story/??? Snippet. Verglas is an icewing. And newly queen at this point, though her troops don't now that. What more Context couldya want?
Several years ago
The sounds of battle beat against her ears like waves on the shore, metal scraping metal and scales and leather and fur.
The blunt spiked metal mass crashed through armor, scale, and bone alike.
That was the beauty of brute force weaponry, wasn't it? Swords, axes, arrows, and claws could be stopped by enough layers, but the iron and steel plates of the Nightwing's armor turned against them, shards piercing their sides as their protection crumples under the crushing weight of her mace.
Her vision blurs with pain as something slides between her scales near her shoulder blades- she hadn't been quite careful enough, swept up in the rush of combat.
Wings flared for balance, she turns, face to face with a deep green nightwing snarling from under their helmet, the force of her full body behind her swing. Her weapon connects cleanly into the jaw of her assailant, her own blue blood splattering outward in an arc, right alongside the nightwing's teeth. Her icy blue companion finishes the job with a sharp jab of her spear directly downward, splitting their sternum, and letting the fresh red life drain out of them.
And moments later, the battle field is quiet, the enemy having retreated, leaving their dead. Reaching up with purple stained talons, she tugs her own helmet from her brow, the stumps of her antlers exposed to the icy air, piercing yellow eyes followed the faint dark mass of nightwings fleeing between into the valley.
A useless endeavor, unfortunately for them. Nightwings were terribly obvious in the white landscape, and thus very easy to track.
She knew exactly who was waiting on the other side- they were as good as dead, once cornered between them.
Verglas replaces her helm, pulling her mace out from the snow and resting it on her shoulder.
"Forward! The fight does not end here- were you given serrated claws for nothing? Do not let your prey escape. Forward!"
