Best answer: Since its former inhabitants had their own language, the city's name would have been in that language. Since I don't know that language, and no one else here does, I would say that you can use any name you made up.

Your list leans towards Spanish or North African ("Moorish") sounding names. If the magical inhabitants of the city spoke a dialect of southern Spain, or a Moorish dialect (an Arabic language?) your inspiration might be in a map or two of those areas.

Best answer: It's easy enough for white people to deny anything BECAUSE THEY WEREN'T SLAVES!

Oh sure, it's a "state's rights" issue that they have every right to engage in an international crime.

And if you're going to foist such tripe as "96% of Southern Whites did not own slaves
Not one soldier fought to save slavery, they fought with their neighbors / friends to protect their homes. That's why ' they ' fought." . . . then those 96% fought for the upper 4% who owned slaves . . . they were dupes.

Slavery is the stain that damns the USA as a hypocritical nation that purports it was founded on the basis of egalitarian ideals. Your type of revisionist excuses only exemplifies how debased the country has become.

Best answer: No, but I'm going to buy a copy, and I hope it sell a million copies, and makes Griffin rich so she can contribute a lot of money to the Impeach Trump movement.

I'm not talking about fanfiction. What are the laws on putting real people like celebrities/public figures in fiction books.

A green shelled hermit grab shuffles silently across the sand, hardly leaving a trace of its passing. A wave crests and breaks in the silent of night. Close by a boy far from home sits upon a formation of stone. The formation reaches high above the grassy feild that parallels this stretch of ocean. He listens to the hypnotic rhythm of the water below. It speakes to him and reminds him of things that he had forgotten. As he listens he looks upward to the sky and it is reflected in the glossy wetness of his eyes. The horizon is dark with dots of brilliant white. A faint purple sheen intlaces with the darkness and stars creating an unbelievable concoction. "Hey Chief," she calls from behind the boy on the rock. He looks down and sees her slight build and the shadow of the girls golden hair. "Why did you follow me?" Her smile is hidden in the darkness. "I wanted to listen with you." He looks back towards the ocean and the horizon. The air is wet and salty. It fills his nostrills and sticks to his skin. "Are you just going to stand down there like that?" "Are you going to help me up there?" She reaches out her hand and holds it there. A moment passes and his hand wraps around hers. He pulls gently, leaning his body downwards to pull her up. She manges to climb atop the rock. She stands and the boy sits. Just enough room for the two of them. They both listen, letting the silence stretch and envelope their bodys till just their breathing and the crashing of waves exist.

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Best answer: In the beginning was the end
and the end was without
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Best answer: That's a very nice question...I ask myself everyday that same question

Best answer: No way I'd want to live in England during the Industrial Revolution. It was a time when the emphasis was on investment not consumption, so the workers had to work long hours for minimal pay. Many of the workers were children, who were severely abused, while women hauled loads of coal like mules. Also, back then, from about 1820--1860, sanitary conditions in urban areas tended to be appalling.
Those who fared best were the usual upper class like the landed gentry. Rich businessmen did OK--although even they would do better AFTER the industrial revolution, not during it. Not until after all the factories, railroads etc were built could they really make profits.

Best answer: Open windows, sleep on roofs or fire escapes, some actually tried sleeping in filled bathtubs. Electric fans from the 1890s on. The wealthy got out of town

Best answer: For those with eyes open it isnt difficult. The sky, a passing smile, a tree, a flower. Even a kind act or a sympathetic word

Why is the holocaust the only historical event to be protected by the law? It seems suspicious, surely they should have nothing to hide.