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#SixofCrows trending! Go #Grishaverse nation! Let them know we want it!

Acrions we can take to save Shadow and Bone:

1. Sign this petition from all your e-mails and ask the people around you to sign as well:

2. A financial incentive for Netflix is what can save this show, so don't cancel Netflix, instead stream Shadow and Bone to get it in top 10 again so that new people will see it.

4. Join the hashtag campaigns on Twitter. Use the 3 hastags of the day at coordinated hours for maximum impact. #sixofcrowsspinoff and #saveshadowandbone will be used daily, plus a changing one each day, starting with #jesimeili, then alternating with crow actors and quotes. More than 3 hashtags is considered spam, don't do that.

5. Contribute or share this crowdfund for a bilboard in USA!

6. Send origami crows to Netflix's headquarters at the adress bellow. It would be awesome if they received 1000 crows from all over the world and remember to be respectful in your letters!

7. Join the #saveshadowandbone Discord server if you want to contribute or just be up to date!

8. Reblog this so it reaches as many people as possible!

Stay coordinated, this is a targetted campaign directed at Netflix! If this fails we will consider other streamers, but until then the best chances of succes are by following the above steps, as Netflix doesn't usually selll it's copyrights, but it has been know to reverse it's decisions if there is a financial incentive (show trending again and being seen by new people).

Here is a Google doc with the steps summarised:

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Welcome to my ted talk and today I am going to talk about how perfect Waterloo is for Wesper, and...

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Wylan’s never been heard by someone since his mother was gone.

“I don’t want to be disturbed by any noise”, always reminded his father. “So be quiet, unless you are here to read me something”.

Personnel wasn’t allowed to talk with him, tutors were paid not for listening, Alys mainly was speaking with herself even when she was speaking to someone, all his answers to father’s questions were of no importance because all of them were wrong.

Sometimes it felt like his voice’s beginning to slowly atrophy and it would last until all the things Wylan would be able to say would be only “yes”, “no”, “father” and “sir” in different combinations.

Rarely he was brave enough to talk back only to see some reaction from his father. It never ended well, but sometimes it looked almost like Wylan’s words could scratch his father a bit in exchange for deep scars he left on Wylan.

No one could hear him screaming, crying, and begging.

For years no one had been listening to him and no one heard a splash of water with which he should disappear.

The Barrel was a cacophony of the sounds, clatter, rumbling of dissonant intervals, symphony played by a drunken orchestra on the detuned instruments. Even if Wylan screamed, his voice would dissolve in all this noise.

No one cared enough to listen in the Barrel, and Wylan was smart enough to keep his mouth shut.

Not a surprise, Jesper Fahey didn’t remember him.

Jesper Fahey was loud and notable, and even if people didn’t want to listen to him, there was no way to not hear Jesper Fahey. He was like an endless melody played on everything and everyone Jesper touched, even on Wylan himself, a symphony made from gunfire and chime of bijouterie, from laughing and the way other people said his name (never carelessly), from his soothing voice and fingers tapping. Jesper Fahey made him wanting to compose something from all the sounds and made him jealous at the same time.

Wylan thought about what if he was like Jesper. Voice couldn’t be hidden by the closed doors, kicked under the table, voice people couldn’t forget as it never existed.

Jesper Fahey was everything Wylan wasn’t and everything his father would hate from the first sight.Jesper Fahey spoke too much, and Wylan prepared himself to get lost in all that sounds.

It wasn’t a thing that happen.

“You were right”, said Jesper.

“I want to stay with you in front of all the Daturma Ox things to come”, said Jesper.

And all these sounded like “I was listening” and “I will listen”, like “I heard you”, like… It was almost like between the sounds of flute, explosions, splashes of water, and piano music in Appelbroek there was Wylan’s own voice. Voice that Jesper was careful enough to stop and listen.

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“I think”, said Wylan right after a kiss, “it is completely ineffective”.

“Are you sure?”, smiled Jesper in his lips, “Looks like we just had a very good exercise for tongue. Kind of a tongue twister”.

“Jes”, Wylan rolled his eyes, and Jesper would even believe that he was not happy if his smart fingers wasn’t unbuttoning Jesper’s shirt. “I was trying to learn here”.

“And we are learning some things together”, Jesper smiled putting his lips on Wylan’s neck.

“And all of them connected to zemini only because they involve one zemini man”, last words of the phrase sounded almost like Wylan was moaning them, and Jesper laughed in his neck.

Very sensitive neck on which Jesper left few hickeys at their previous lesson.

“I don’t understand why are you so dissatisfied. For a person who started to learn zemini like two months ago you have pretty big vocabulary”.

“And it all consist of things like “more”, “don’t stop”, “kiss me”, “keep going”, pet names, and all thоse things that are very inappropriate to say in public”, said Wylan, blushing.

Jesper laughed, and Wylan pocked him in the stomach.

“You are sabotaging my learning process”, said Wylan very seriously but his eyes was soft, and laughing, and full of love, and perfectly blue, and Jesper was down so bad, wasn’t he?

Jesper could admit that Wylan was right - he was a fast learner, and he remembered every zemini word Jesper taught him, it wasn’t Wylan’s fault that every their lesson in this two months ended up the same way. Or, thought Jesper, when Wylan kissed him again, it at least wasn’t fully Wylan’s fault.

“Maybe”, admitted Jesper, “you really need another tutor. More engaged in the learning process and not engaged to you”.

He maybe would say something else, like “I am sorry, I just cannot keep my hands off my fiancé” or “I will not be disappointed if your wedding vow is going to be in kerch” (even if Wylan’s idea to do it in zemini at their wedding did something with Jesper’s stupid loving heart) or “maybe all the things I taught you not very suitable for your vow, but for our wedding night….”, but Wylan softly whispered in his ear “I love you, sweetheart” in zemini, and Jesper decided that he could say all these things a little bit later.

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