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mastershakeme
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The practice yard behind Arcum Castle was the same yard Sev had trained in for six years and it felt like a different country. Same stone walls. Same packed earth floor. Same racks of practice weapons along the north wall and same wooden dummies at the east end that Sev had spent a thousand hours putting his sword into while Trillion did the same thing beside him and Ewan shouted corrections from the center line. The geography was identical. Every stone was where Sev remembered it. But
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Mossmere said goodbye the way Mossmere did everything. Quietly. There was no crowd at the valley entrance. No speeches. No ceremony. Just a handful of villagers standing in the morning light beside the stream, watching seven riders and a packhorse file toward the narrow gap in the rock walls. A few raised hands. A few murmured words. The baker’s wife pressed a cloth wrapped bundle of bread into Elion’s hands as he passed and Elion thanked her with the specific grateful embarrassment of a ma
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That it is 😂
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OK. I tried to come back and delete this about 40 minutes after posting because... Idk I'm just seeing so many fuck ups! But there's no option to delete so... It's still up. I reluctantly committed. I worried about this all day and tired to put it out of my mind... I know this is really imperfect. I see lots of problems. I think I'm almost done so I'm going to try to finish. Thanks for struggling through this with me 😂
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They almost missed the valley. Caelo had been riding for eighteen hours and his body had stopped being a body about six hours ago and had become a collection of pain signals loosely organized around a saddle. The bond damage in his chest was a constant grinding ache that pulsed with every hoofbeat. His arms were shaking from the sustained effort of holding Solace's lead rope while simultaneously keeping himself upright on Mira. His vision was doing the thing where the edges went gray and th
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I will say, this is a hugely stupid problem 😂😂😂 I should probably throw the story out now
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He... Forgot 😂
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Ok, you can leave 😂
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Cian help them 🙏
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My point exactly
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I mean, honestly, good thing Zereth didn't just squash them. They're all hurt and sad crawling away like little bugs 😂 He's so sure he's gonna win
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The drainage channel smelled like his childhood. That was the thing Sev hadn’t been prepared for. Not the dark. Not the tight walls. Not the corrupted water running ankle deep over the stone beneath them. The smell. Wet rock and cold metal and the faint organic sweetness of whatever grew in the cracks between the stones, the same mineral dampness that had been in every tunnel and corridor and hallway of Noxcarra when Sev was a boy running through them alone because his sister was already de
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Even cooler 😎
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That looks wicked thou!
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I like to jump the gun myself 😂
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Truely, not to him
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Do you want me to speed it up and end it faster? 🫠 C'mon
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Welcome! I was really looking for a place for them to have sex lol I was confusing Kieran/Trillion in my head lol
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The mountain recognized him. That was the wrong way to think about it. Mountains didn’t recognize people. Mountains were stone and ice and indifference. But the terrain under Coal’s hooves was changing in ways that Sev’s body understood before his mind caught up, the specific angle of a ridge line, the particular shape of a cliff face, the way a stream bed curved around a rock formation that had been old when Sev was born and would be old when Sev was dust. He knew this place. He’
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No! Sex then straight to battle 😂
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Trillion woke up holding Ember and pretending he wasn't. His face was in Ember's hair. His arm was around Ember's waist. His chest was pressed flush against Ember's back, their bodies fitted together with the specific seamless precision of two people whose bones had memorized each other's shapes overnight. The bond between them was humming at a frequency Trillion had never felt before, deeper and warmer and more present than anything the last week had produced, a low vibrating chord that sa
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Haha, the side characters overtook the mains again 😂
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I was thinking of you with that last Sev look. I know you're suspicious 😏
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Aww Garran and Thalion are good fae parents 😂 I am planning on waking people up BTW. It's lame they're asleep. I was asleep, sorry for not answering. And I know, I love poor Severin 🥰 is Sevlo a bad couple name???
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Caelo didn’t realize he’d taken Sev’s hand until they were already halfway around the boulder. It’d just happened. One second his hand was at his side and the next second it was wrapped around Sev’s, fingers interlocked, the way hands interlocked when the bodies they belonged to had stopped asking permission and started making decisions on their own. The bond in his chest gave a small warm pulse of approval at the contact, which was annoying, because Caelo had not asked for its opinion.
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