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Oh, I don't think there's even an objective definition of "slut". I believe it's one of those words that say more about who's using it than it says about who you're referring to. I mean, if there is consent, people are free to have sex with whoever they want, right? And my comment was truly meant as a compliment, Fleabag (the character) is quite a complex and interesting one. Although a little more self deprecating and humorous than Corbin, both have this rage that they tap on to make stuff happen. Anyway, I'm hanging on to see what is coming next (Or should it be who is coming next? Sorry for the pun, couldn't help it )

This comment made me remember a line from Fleabag: “I use sex do deflect from the screaming void inside my heart.”. Perhaps it is more accurate? There sure seems to be a little bit of similarity between those two (Corbin and Fleabag, I mean.) 🤔

Now I really want to see what comes next

I kind of believe there might be something more to where the topic of reincarnation comes from (I find this a very fascinating subject!). This just got me thinking that for Sikh beliefs - at least how I was taught - the main goal is to embrace the idea of the self ending. This tradition - and I believe in many dharmic ones as well - differentiates the mind from the soul. The mind forms the ego - the perception of 'who i am" - while the soul is the immortal part that goes on after the physical body is no more. Here is the gist: the mind dies with the body. So a person as they are - with their wishes, emotions, experiences - ceases to exist when the mind dissolves itself. The soul would be more like the droplet of water in relation to the ocean: indistinguishable from the source and from other droplets. There is no identity as we know, for the soul. For this tradition the memories and stuff that we cling to from one existence to the other are just residues (they call it samskara, i think). So in one sense, at least for how I was taught about Sikhism, this life is all we get. Next time it's going to be another person entirely. I find it actually really curious how this kind of approach both encompasses the idea of finite and infinite at the same time.

This was really beautifully weaved and written. The well placed flashbacks, the compelling characters. You went so deep into James' characterization that I became deeply invested on how everything around him was going to unfold. It was full of thought and discourse, but yet if felt thrilling and fast paced somehow. And the mythology, if we can call it that, was so intriguing I felt an itch to get more of it. Not that it was lacking, but just made me really curious. Feels like something that could be explored on many stories. The questions in my head at the end - who are those aliens? How does their home look like? Who area the other ones around here? - just made me feel like part of the story. Like a bystander that might not get to understand it all, so I might just go on with life. It was a wonderful experience reading this On a side note: is the whole concept Guardian discusses based on Taoist philosophy? It also reminded me a lot of Sikh spiritual tradition too.

Once in a while I come back to read this and it never gets old. It warms my heart and give me some good feels and it’s perfect

Glad to see you're back! I'm happy that you managed to take the time you needed and found your way back to the story. I for one can say it only brings me good feelings to see the story being updated again. The absence was felt, but it didn't make my life worse in any practical way haha. I hope you enjoy your time back to this story as much as any of us reading it

I just got thinking a random thought that Deke shoul find someone and fall in love. I'd love to see jackass/badass all mushy and sappy from being in love

It seems like Heathcliff will freak out a little when he finally figures out that he's kind of falling for Aidan 😛

I've just started reading this story and went through all chapters in a blur. Its really cool! I've been in a bit of a scifi phase and just finished watching the new star trek series on netflix. I was just wanting more and then I find this. It was just perfect for my hunger for space travel with alien races and interesting characters. Love the plot and can't wait to see it unravel Nice work as always

Hey! Thank you for the feedback . This story was supposed to be a one time thing, but who knows, right

Thank you for reading

I once saw a TED presentation in which a writer spoke about how artists should just keep doing their thing and if the result was not good, blame it on the muse. "I did my part, but you didn't do yours, missy muse", was her advice for when stuff didn't work out. In this case, I think the story is so good that Craftingmom's muse didn't want to miss out and came rushing back as soon as she started typing So worth the wait!

A young scholar of the mystical arts finds himself in a life and death situation in regards of summoning the wind and talking to a certain soldier of gentle eyes. Because of a simple mistake, his demise may come swiftly by the Duke’s hands. But maybe embarrassment will cause it to arrive sooner.

As the caravan entered the little dukedom, someone had asked me if I could speak to the wind. I said yes. It was an innocent answer for an idle question. I only realised the tragic and deadly proportions of such simple statement as I stood at the topmost tower of that estate-city. I was indeed able to talk to the wind - occasionally. Despite my many flaws I was considered quite the reputable Skriptor. That was the reason I had joined the caravan in the first place. I had departed from t