scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
For those planning to make exercise part of their lifestyle in the New Year but unenthusiastic about lifting dumbbells or running on a treadmill in a gym, we have an alternative opportunity. Through partnerships organized by the community clinic, you can be paired with another local in need of help at home due to injury, disability, or other life circumstances, and get your exercise from activities like hauling groceries or walking pets. Clinic staff have sorted chores according to skills built, from strength training to cardio to psychic resistance, so you can improve yourself and serve your community.

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LL#1346
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
When he informed his friend and weekend host that there was a squirrel angrily chittering in a live trap cage in the backyard, he had not entirely expected the smug "serves Mrs. Wilmott right" he heard in response. "Just imagine the persistence of a bird feeder-raiding squirrel and the nosiness of a little old biddy next door, then make her a witch," she explained as she looked out the kitchen window, which had heavy privacy curtains like everywhere else in the house. "She's safe in the shade, so I think I'll let her stew for a bit, and maybe she’ll think better of snooping while I have a 'gentleman caller' staying over," she announced loudly, which set off a new wave of furious squeaking.

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LL#1345
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
The trouble--one of the troubles, anyway--with locking up one’s monstrous offspring in the attic is that one must then tell less-monstrous offspring, “Your brother is a monster and we keep him in there so he can’t hurt anyone,” and they decide they quite like monsters. Then you tell them, “So you must never, ever open this door,” and they decide to whisper through the keyhole and pass notes under the door. Then you tell them, “Family secrets have to stay in the family,” and they decide they and their monstrous sibling will simply have to find a new family in that case.

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LL#1344
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
With the weather taking a sharp turn to colder daytime temperatures, we are happy to announce that Old Man Anatole has been able to emerge from his yearly hibernation in the cryostasis lab at the community college. Trapped on a mountain unknown centuries ago, Anatole was found frozen by local archaeologists and was revived somewhat successfully, apart from his inability to survive in warmer temperatures. When you see him wandering coatless about town, stop to say hello and tell him about something pleasant for you from the past year, as he always enjoys catching up on what he misses during his seasonal sleep.

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LL#1343
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
The frat house, for good or ill, was not inhabited by the sort of brownie who helps with household chores or takes offense at squalor. Instead, the unnamed branch of the Gentry who lived there entertained themselves with drinking the dregs of red Solo cups and impressed one another with feats of strength by hoisting near-empty kegs over their wee heads. If these occasionally got dropped on the head of a passed-out pledge, they were usually too still-drunk to believe anything they saw or notice any additional headache.

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LL#1342
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
Keeping an art collective in the black was never an easy job, however commercial one’s works might be, and so none of them were feeling particularly selective when someone offered funding in exchange for a few commissioned landscapes and animal portraits. There was a great deal of cloak and dagger about it, and the collective all nearly died playing at detectives to reveal the Dorian Gray-esque bargain to which they had become unwitting parties. Had they known that the goal was to preserve endangered animals and threatened ecosystems, transferring the poachers’ bullets and loggers chainsaws to their canvas counterparts, they would have done the work for free, though they saw no reason to mention that after the fact.

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LL#1341
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
Congratulations and prizes go to the group of middle school students who successfully located and burned down this year's Solstice Beast, which had been hidden in a culvert beyond Arrow Point Lookout. This year, the highly flammable straw statue installation was made in the shape of a very fine pronghorn, complete with horns that shot fireworks when ignited, thanks to local sculptors, chemists, and farmers. This is the quickest discovery since 2009, though not the quickest burning, after the 2022 raccoon Solstice Beast was incinerated by a bolt of lightning before discovery.

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LL#1340
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
“This doesn’t seem like the right geography for hills like this to form,” he remarked in confusion as they drove through a series of low foothills studding the otherwise flat plains. Her boyfriend was bright, curious, and observant, just some of the good qualities that had made her willing to try bringing him back to her hometown, despite the expected difficulties. “They’re barrows, actually,” she told him, figuring that the following conversation, about what exactly would need a burial mound that large and who would have constructed it, would at least pass the time until they reached their destination.

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LL#1339
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
Onlookers would state that the branch had let out a crack like thunder when it broke but still fell too fast for anyone to react, let alone get out of the way. She would state that the falling branch, still thick with autumn leaves, did not so much bash her over the head as whisk her up into a tiny arboreal village in crisis after the fall. The discrepancy between the adventurous weeks she experienced and the frantic minutes onlookers spent freeing her unconscious body from the tangle were not something she could explain, but by then, she was more concerned with getting back to her newfound leafy home than with the petty reality from which she came.

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LL#1338
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
The icicle crops are beginning to grow along rooflines around town, so please watch out for the blue markers designating cultivated areas and avoid breaking or contaminating them. Unlike icicles forming on tree branches and other wild locations, which should only be harvested by experienced foragers who can identify those safe to eat, cultivated icicles can be purchased and used for a number of winter treats. Later in the season, when they've ripened drip by drip, look out for flavor-coated icicle pops at Zelena Mishka.

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LL#1337
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
No wind stirred the lake that day, as the last autumn leaves fell, crisp and cupped, to the water. They scudded across the surface, shivering the glass of it, toward the oddly solid reflection of a tree on the far bank. No one could see the tree spirits captaining the little boats, but there was an invisible migration underway as they left the trees of this dimension in peace to sleep away the winter.

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LL#1336
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
“Oh, you little beast,” her grandmother admonished when she came in with mud to her elbows and leaves in her hair, once again failing to comport herself in a ladylike fashion. It was a familiar epithet, one unleashed all too often on a small child who loved playing in puddles more than playing house, and one taken to heart in a most unintended way. Focusing on the petty offenses of grubby hands and tangled hair distracted from more relevant details, like the emerging fangs and curling claws of a child who had been told to change and had, gloriously, found a way to do so.

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LL#1335
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
For those who might be new to Lewisia, we wish to offer some tips regarding Black Friday sales at local businesses. To ensure that employees, craftspeople, and shoppers alike can properly enjoy the holiday, no stores will be open earlier than 8 AM, so save the midnight campouts for the next full moon. Door-to-door delivery service will once again be available, courtesy of the Urban Sled Creature Club and their teams of dogs, ponies, infernal goats and other friends (donations appreciated).

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LL#1334
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
His boss insisted he couldn’t find the key card, and the client insisted they couldn’t set up a new one, so he got an employee to let him in and propped the door with one of the toolboxes he didn’t think he would need for the routine work. No one told him the industrial park had a pest problem, and they certainly didn’t tell the lowly handyman that the pests were vampiric in nature. Fortunately, while the night crew was being picked off on their ten-minute breaks, he used his knowledge of the building’s hidden passages and disused nooks to avoid this latest OSHA violation.

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LL#1333
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
The house, which had already started as a Victorian with more than the usual share of gingerbread, had been transformed over generations into a confection inside and out. The ceilings swirled with pink frosting finish and sprouted lamps like macarons, while the cabinetry had gumdrop drawer pulls and panes of multicolored hard candy glass. Naturally, children loved the eccentric structure, but the witch living there wasn’t really the eating children sort, and anyway, the vintage reproduction oven would never accommodate a decent-sized child.

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LL#1332
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
The recent spate of swapped buttons--tiny shell buttons appearing on hard-worn work denim, heavy brass buttons suddenly weighing down satin nightgowns--has escalated further. Buttons have begun to appear elsewhere as well, replacing backpack zippers and making for rather uncomfortable undergarments, as the person, creature, or entity responsible gets more creative. Most troubling, unconfirmed reports suggest buttons have been attached to trees, rocks, and at least one apparently unbothered parakeet, leading experts in such things to wonder what sort of openings are being kept closed by the new additions.

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LL#1331
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
Though her clothing was often dated and threadbare, people were more likely to remark on the uniformly gray color scheme of it. She usually joked that someone stole all the colors, because explaining the existence of a pawnshop that dealt in such ephemera was somewhat beyond the scope of the temp agency waiting room. Maybe this job would work out, she told herself, before she had to pawn the color in her hair and eyes as well to make ends meet.

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LL#1330
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
Those who enjoyed the lofty views from the tea house as it strutted about were disappointed to find it quite flat to the ground, chicken legs tucked under it and shingles all puffed out, looking more like a sprawling ranch house than an animate cottage. “Is it brooding?” one regular asked over a pot of Darjeeling. “Only in the sense of sulking,” the proprietor tutted as she served forth a plate of scones, “all because I resealed the roof before the rains start, the big baby.”

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LL#1329
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
While all Lewisia restaurants and businesses pay their employees a living wage (or equivalent thereof for non-living staff), tipping can still be a means of showing one’s appreciation for excellent service when done appropriately. As a general rule, staff prefer tips to be made in the form of accepted currencies, small high-value goods that can be easily taken home with them, or minor boons from lesser entities. Remember, if you and your waiter have to discuss the age at which your first-born child will be offered up, you are negotiating, not tipping, and you should consider waiting for their paid meal period to continue or just leaving cash instead.

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LL#1328
scrubjayspeaks: Town sign for (fictional) Lake Lewisia, showing icons of mountains and a lake with the letter L (Lake Lewisia)
The street woke to a blaze of color, red and orange and gold, that spilled from the trees down to the sidewalks, up lampposts and mailboxes, and flooded across porches and balconies. The little spirit in charge of coloring the fall leaves preened from its perch on the highest roof peak, admiring its work and the people’s reactions both. It had gotten such a scolding from its supervisor for going outside its designated areas and for using up more than its share of materials, but it thought anything worth doing at all was worth overdoing gloriously.

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LL#1327

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