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  1. Hermit in the Cave
    Fair warning, there will be more violence to come. Eventually it should make sense. Its just a matter of how quickly you start to see it. Looking forward to your thoughts on the next chapter...
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    That's a reasonable assumption to make under the circumstances. But I wouldn't go assuming too much otherwise (or go right ahead, I;m counting on people's assumptions) Xander can definitely be read that way, and I do give him some characteristics thereof. I don't mean him to be evil, but he certainly isn't nice.
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    The tattoo wasn't mentioned in the bar scene just because there was no particular reason for Xander to have brought it up. After a number of years, its become something that's just there, doesn't think about it very much.
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    Illuminating the stage, one tiny penlight at a time.
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    I have sometimes heard people draw comparisons between them. I admit any resemblance was unintentional on my part, the two pairs were developed independently and years apart. Glad you're still enjoying. And that the addition of new people wasn't too much of a shocking swerve.
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    I get around to it. Here's a quicker response. That scene was a difficult one for me to write, I'm always glad to hear it scans all right to other people. Interesting observations. Thanks for still reading (a lot today).
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    Heh, okay yeah, I am a little bit like Frost. Or not just a little bit. I like interaction from readers, I don't always know what to say and take too much time to think it through. Bear with me. Glad to see you back and glad you're enjoying it. I do love hearing the things readers pick up on, early theories they might have, even if all I can do at this point is nod my head very impartially and try not to give any hint one way or the other. Reactions haven't always been what I counted on, its very helpful feedback. Thank you for the review. Reviews, all of them.
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    Oh wow. This was unexpected. I don't know what to say. I'm flattered, thank you.
  9. Hermit in the Cave
    III New Green River's Market Square was a large open space filled with brightly colored tents in vaguely ordered rows, with people that couldn't maintain a permanent stall wandering around between, their goods displayed on small trays they carried by hand or hung round their necks. They came from all over, all corners, looking to buy, sell, trade, almost anything you could imagine, some things you never would. In any other city, Tallen would've been wide eyed and fascinated, going from stall to
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    I've never gotten it, either, in New York or anywhere else. Maybe for some of the same reasons, the way I dress, that I'm not really anyone's idea of attractive. Not that that always makes a difference. Maybe its because the initial impression I give when walking down the street is...kind of intimidating. So I've been told, I seem really angry and possibly violent. Most people don't want to poke at you if they think you're just looking for an excuse to strike back. Of course, maybe I've also just been very lucky on this front.
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    Thank you!
  12. Hermit in the Cave
    I He now had the memory of waking up in a moderately comfortable bed, large window letting in plenty of light, seeing those beautiful blue eyes looking down at him, cool fingers moving shyly through his hair. It had been a relief, that it was real, a small part of him during the night convinced he'd been turned out after his admission, that this was nothing more than a fantasy his mind concocted to keep himself from breaking down. Something in that smile had answered his question without it ne
  13. Hermit in the Cave
    (candlelight…incense smoke…murmured voices…all is calm, peaceful…) Light laughter, “What are you doing?” He snapped out of his quiet trance, looking upward at Tallen. Tallen’s hand dangled just off the end of the chair’s arm rest, the cigarette between his fingers, not too far from where he found himself seated on the floor. He leaned back slightly, off his heels and folding his legs under him; he was embarrassed, avoiding green eyes, “…sorry.” “Don’t be sorry,” Tallen’s free hand inched clo
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    V (familiar....is this familiar....?) (heard it before...) (….seen it before?) Boot steps echo through the marble halls; the air smells of smoke, of blood, but the latter is just you. Its sticking to your skin, hot at first but cooling, a delightful sensation. You had sustained a few deep cuts, pulling slightly as you move, stinging just a bit in the breeze. Hardly anything at all, this didn't even qualify as a workout. If you were not looking forward to the after show, it would've been a w
  15. Hermit in the Cave
    Aww, and now I have to go and rain all over your parade by saying I only got three more updates to go before I've caught up to myself. :'( Glad you're still enjoying it. I'm looking forward to what you think after a reread.
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    IV They stopped at a roadhouse, the first seen in days; not big enough to house them all, straws were drawn to decide who got a room and who camped outdoors. Of course, one of those rooms was guaranteed. The garden out back looked mouthwatering, the thought of getting to eat something other than rabbit stew was almost as good as getting to sleep in an actual bed. Not to mention fucking in an actual bed. He was better at getting that fancy coat off, the first time fumbling for over ten minutes
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    III Strife had been asked to do a lot of strange things by a lot of men over the past many years; things he might not have been that personally thrilled about, but, well, fuck it. Better than being stuck scrubbing floors like a fucking slave, am I right? Which made being required to scrub floors again that much more bitter a pill to swallow. And he'd swear the Wolf knew it to, knew exactly what he was doing with this otherwise innocuous request; bastard seemed to have a sixth sense for what wa
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    Aww, I really don't know what to say to all this praise. I don't know if I really deserve it, but I'm thrilled to get it. I'm glad you're enjoying it so much. I'm still amazed at your attention to detail, it makes for very interesting theories (as to their accuracy though... *glances away whistling*)
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    II The long walk back didn't clear his thoughts the way he had hoped it might, more distracted by the effort at staying unseen, both more necessary and a bigger production than normal, and Strife was no more certain of what he was doing now faced with that familiar apartment door. He put down the case he was carrying, took a deep breath, and knocked loudly. Too late now... It was well passed midnight, he couldn't have risked it any earlier, especially here in this city, which never really shu
  20. Hermit in the Cave
    I Middle of the night and Xander was awake for no reason he could think of, staring at his sleeping bedmate. Strife, two days later and still fucking here, was sprawled on his stomach, face half buried in the pillow, sleeping but he already knew the man slept lightly, popping awake at the slightest disturbance and drifting off again just as quickly. Xander had already had some fun experimenting with that the other night, kicking the bed, bumping the headboard, coughing and clearing his throat,
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    It was Tallen who was knocking on his door in the late afternoon, not a time he usually chose to come visiting. The bag slung over his shoulder was also unusual, as was Tallen's haggard appearance, red eyed and wrung out. He thought he knew what this was about, and there was relief as well as sorrow over the scene he had missed. Tallen, trying to maintain some of his typical good humor, flashed him a tired smile. “Hey, there. Uh, sorry to bother you but I, um...seem to be homeless at the moment
  22. Hermit in the Cave
    VII Something was wrong; he didn't know what, couldn't put his finger on it, but something was wrong. It started with Elleth, she was distant, she was unhappy, she wouldn't look them in the eye; it spread to Dalan, then Elleth's children, then some of the older children, even Zane had seemed unusually smug though he'd long since stopped saying anything. There was a tension in the air waiting to break, waiting for something to happen. He wasn't the only one who felt it, and Tallen clung to him
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    VI “Hey?” There was movement, light shaking; time is hard to keep track of but he would've thought early evening, just before lights out. Too early for this. He let his eyes flutter open, tried to focus, tried to be here. “Hey you,” not as happy as usual but he had sensed that already, sensed a troubling distance, sensed that something was wrong. He wished he could speak, but had to settle for waiting to be told. “I got some bad news. I-” a pause, an audible swallow, “I – have to leave.” ..
  24. Hermit in the Cave
    V Tallen was pressed tightly to his side, at some point the boy had grabbed on to his hand and was clinging hard, grinding his fingers together. Tallen's head kept turning, side to side, front and back, every time someone moved near them, passed them by, spoke too loudly. He could feel the other boy's anxiety, it was suffocating. He leaned forward so he could speak right in his ear. “You okay?” Tallen whipped around, pine green eyes wide and frightened, “There are too many people here.” Tall
  25. Hermit in the Cave
    III He found Tallen on the second floor of the Archive, sitting under a table with a book in his hands; the boy was pretty good at making people think he was running in one direction before doubling back and going elsewhere. He could always find him though; thankfully, in his case, Tallen didn't mind. He crawled under the table, sitting in the space that Tallen made beside him. He peeked curiously at the book of fables in Tallen's lap. “What are you reading?” “Nothing, I'm just looking at the
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