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  • Skull Dansuer: Ch 13

    Skull Dansuer: Ch 13

    Not so much a bargain as an imposition. Death has come calling on Tanwyn.

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  • Skull Dansuer: Chapter 12

    A castle in the mud. A shadow in the walls. A sinking feeling…

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  • Skull Dansuer: Ch 11

    Skull Dansuer: Ch 11

    I slowly came to the next day with some kind of sandwich in my mouth and the sun dazzling on a river. I drew in the scent of water creatures, not too dissimilar from the Hudson and tried to recall if I had been awake before this moment, or if I had woken up to…

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  • The Fire in My Blood: Chapter 26 – Finale

    The end of the hallway in the warehouse was too far and yet too close. In the shadowed alcove outside what was our now temporary housing, Sanctus pushed me to the wall, demanding a kiss. I obliged if only to feel his body against mine. The temperature was going up under my skin as I…

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  • The Fire in My Blood: Chapter 24

    “Damn it, Lunam! You were supposed to come directly to me when you returned from getting him!” Medicus bellowed. We were in the clinic, me on the gurney, Sanctus letting me lean on him. It was late into the evening. I had let Sanctus pull me in when he wouldn’t stop fretting about the fever.…

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  • The Fire in My Blood: Chapter 20

    I dug around in the pile of storage boxes I had sequestered into the weird alcove corner a support beam in my room provided me. One box looked promising. I hadn’t gotten into it from five years ago. I shifted some papers and random shirts off the top and found the black fabric I was…

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  • The Fire in My Blood: Chapter 19

    A pasty cream-coloured world slowly came into focus, along with a raging headache. More like Medicus’s sick yellow cement walls. I studied the lines between brick and mortar in apathetic indifference for a time. I kept my breathing shallow. It felt better that way. I had to wonder. I had been in my great-grandmother’s apartment.…

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  • The Feather on My Scale: Ch 7

    Returning to my rooms that evening left me hollow and suffering a headache. With luck, and Nebra’s planning, the evening’s sacrament had involved honey. The congregation had rejoiced upon the luxury, reserving all they could to take home to their families. With that cover, we kept Amami’s Repercussion in check.

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  • The Feather on My Scale: Ch 6

    “He is a wab! Half-souled, ba-less at that, My Lord!” Adom protested upon entering the temple’s main hall. We had arrived for the late evening services, Amami at my side in his new vestments, a massive white robe covering most of the new outfit. “I can agree to leave your… predilections…to yourself.” The High Lectern…

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  • The Feather on My Scale Ch 5

    Upon returning to my halls, Seth split off for research within their own rooms. I sat in my study and grappled with how I would word the documentation to Adom. The oiled wood of the massive desk smelled of incense and perfumes the cleaning staff insisted on using. The tiled floors were freshly washed, and…

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