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You KNOW ser Val is making all these jokes, while watching poor Julian try to ride his horse, squirming with every jostle of the saddle.
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Prince Casimir from the fourth book. And the Sword of Wayland.
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wow, I stand corrected. Right then, so writing Glitter appearing on both Ishan and Wylan unexpectedly.
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Matt's just that kind of dude that is excited to be included. I get the impression that his home life isn't so great. He adopted himself into the Hartley family as Mrs. Hartley mentioned, he's over there for breakfast, eats them out of house and home, and they still love him. Charlie and he have been friends since they were little... And I get the impression that even while Charlie was a jerk, Matt was always the exception. To ever anxious Simon, Matt is a warm blanket of unconditional love. Our Chaos Goblin.
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I don't think Glitter has been invented yet.
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"Just sliding into your DM's to magically be boned by you! Your boyfriend's kinda scary, would probably let him do me too... Thanks for that, same time tomorrow night? - Izzy "
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Poor Ishan, and Poor Wylan, they kind of got bound up... Ishan is confused, trying desperately to work out who he is in the AWFUL shadow of his grandfather and his brothers. And along comes Wylan, who just accepts him. Yep interesting times ahead for that boy
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A seljuk Helm is very different from a great helm. vs
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CH14 The day after Dorylaeum, the dead were still being counted when Lord Haskal called his armorers. Darien found him at the edge of the camp, where the bodies had been laid in rows for the priests to bless. Haskal stood among them, his face carved from stone, his eyes moving across the fallen as if he were memorizing each face. Beside him, a cart waited—empty now, but it would not stay empty long. "My lord." Darien stopped at his shoulder. "You sent for me." Ha
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It is never expicitly said, but he's more a primorial hunter spirit. Think like anansi Or a better example is: Papa Bois (Trinidad & Tobago): A protector of the forest and its creatures. Like a "primal hunter" spirit, he is often depicted as an old man with cloven hooves who lures those who disrespect nature into the deep woods.
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The prophecy has made him complacent. Oh I 100% agree, Tyler needs to do some work on himself as well
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mmmm Mushroom Fritters. And Lynix's existential dread of his Ex boyfriend.
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Chapter Seven: Attack of the Killer Cabbages (or, Meat-Flora) The stakeout had been boring for approximately three hours, and Charlie was fairly certain he was going to lose his mind. Not in the existential, undead-hunger way from before. That had faded to something manageable—a background hum instead of a screaming static. No, this was the kind of mind-loss that came from sitting in a cramped BMW with Tyler's elbow in his ribs, watching a closed butcher shop in the middle o
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oh no no, no... Atreus is not dead, no. Every penny Darien has is sent home for that boy's upkeep. Baroness Haskal raises him, just like she raised Darien. Fitz-something in Northern France implies a bastard son. So "It's complicated" and Darien isn't talking about it. Til his Pappa Haskal Clubs him round the head with a gauntlet. Slow burn, but he's eight at this point in time. Above is a snippet from book 4.
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Wow Thank you as always for reading. It is always amazing reading these thanks @Myr Granny's got a plan is a favourite story of mine, and seeing it top out a category is... wow, thank you.
