Leander stared at himself in the mirror, running his fingers over the intricate embroidery of his new vest. The way the golden thread spun over and over, wrapping him in flowers and cyan. He hadn’t expected much when he had given Mirari the money – he had been happy to do it, to have a […]
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A part of 00 felt like he was deceiving them, really. He could see the subtleties in the way the party spoke, the small intricacies in their implications. That he had been under some sort of spell, brainwashed into his devotion to Trisphar. That their union was doomed. The poor underling to the great might
A Loose Collection of Thoughts And Feelings Resembling Personhood. Read Post »
00 found it difficult to put a name to the feelings he felt around his fellow changelings. Accomplices. Training partners. Trainees. For one, the fact that any feelings that occurred at all made it difficult. It was a discomfort that clawed through the numbness of their life, but they found space to enjoy it. Sitting
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Let Her Go. Stupid. He was so, so stupid. Useless. Short sighted. Childish, foolish, an imbecile to drag them all the way up north into the freezing hellscape before them. A paragon of stupidity and a waste of resources, and perhaps the origin of all things bad in this world. These were all thoughts and
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Snakes in the Garden For nearly a century, Itza trained in the secluded hilltop fortress of the Atoye. Every day was spent following the same rote routine: waking up before the crack of dawn, pushing her body and mind to the limit, eating her meager share of tasteless rations, doing chores and keeping tidy, all
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Gemini Raw, screaming, and deep fuschia, a new elf was born on the 22nd night of May in the year 13,561 a mere twenty-eight seconds after their twin. The birthing room was crowded and the breeze from the humid late spring night was stifled by body heat from the small throng of disparate priests and
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(This piece made El sigh and go "this guy" so i think its pretty good.Al says these are ‘hallunications’ but idk that guy isn’t a doctor) Despite what might seem to be exceedingly obvious, Leander did not spend every second of the day at Mirari or Flynn’s side. In the depth of the night, when
00 hadn’t been this excited in…. Well. Ever. It was a strange feeling, one that they were attempting to quantify. It felt like they were prepared to vomit at all times, without any of the underlying feelings of dread. Strange. Strange indeed. They didn’t know what had pushed them to the excursion. The outside world
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00 had never given much thought to ever being anything. They’d never given much thought to who they were at all, in fact. Wants and ambitions weren’t meant for weapons. A knife was never meant to question why it cuts. But Leander was different. Leander found himself in the presence of greatness. In the crackling
One Glorious, Perfect Moment. Read Post »
Nothing ever bored Trisphar quite so much as meetings. He tolerated them anyway—they were a necessary evil, much like he was a necessary evil. Indeed, it was thanks to his understanding of evil that cannot be done without that Trisphar abided such an over-long meeting of the Knights of the Blue Order that dreary day
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