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The Wrong Alley at the Wrong Time
Greg would think about this later—the specific sequence of decisions that had produced the encounter—and he would identify at least four separate points where a different choice would have prevented it entirely.
He would not, in retrospect, be able to call any...
LW 38
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The evening fire crackled low in the great hall of Weirstad. Outside, the red leaves of the weirwoods shimmered in the dusk wind. Inside, the four of them sat around a heavy wooden table worn smooth by years of war councils and winter feasts.
Erik leaned back in his chair...
Chapter 31: Vote or Die, Nerf Herder
Sundari had been fortified like a city expecting an invasion.
Duchess Satine Kryze walked the upper concourse of the Parliament District with her hands folded neatly behind her back, posture immaculate, expression serene enough to be mistaken for...
Chapter Five
2993 - Momentum
Chapter Five
2993 - Momentum
Opening - The Realm Begins to Move
2993 did not begin with a proclamation.
That was good.
The Federated Suns had endured enough proclamations to know how little weight they carried when a DropShip did not arrive, a school stayed...
Chapter 27: Master Debater
The first thing I noticed about Jabba's throne room—my throne room now—was that it didn't actually have a throne.
That probably should have been obvious in hindsight.
Jabba the Hutt hadn't needed a chair. He had been the chair. The furniture. The architecture. The...
Chapter 23: Diplomatic Disasters
Sundari had always felt like a city built to make a point.
Smooth white domes rose from the ground like declarations of intent, uninterrupted by ornament or excess. The walkways curved gently, guiding movement rather than obstructing it. Even the air felt...
Chapter 22
Nightmares had ceased to plague Djura. In any ordinary circumstance, it would be difficult to put into words just how welcome such news ought to have been, yet Djura felt no joy.
For his entire existence had become a nightmare.
He no longer slept in the conventional sense. When he...
Proximity
The closer Greg got to the water, the quieter the city became.
Not silent—never silent—but emptied. Like a room after furniture had been dragged out hastily, leaving only echoes and scuffed floors behind. Streets widened without people to fill them. Wind threaded between buildings...
Forgetting a memory by force is like wading into the ocean and then floating out to sea with no intention to return. The farther you go, the farther the memory is. But as you truly do start to forget, the water is up to one's ears, over one's mouth, and there is no more peace.
The flood of...
Threadmarks: Chapter 14: A Mandalorian In the Archives
Chapter 14: A Mandalorian In the Archives
You'd think breaking into the most secure part of the Jedi Archives would feel… more dramatic.
Y'know—alarms blaring, laser grids, maybe a hovering droid yelling "Unauthorized access!"
Instead, it's just me. Alone. Standing in front of a locked...
The intersection of Jozenji-dori and Higashi-Nibancho smelled like recent rain and exhaust fumes and the sweet, yeasty ghost of the takoyaki stand on the corner — a combination that shouldn't have been pleasant but somehow was, the way all familiar things became pleasant when you'd grown up...
Chapter 21: The Bone Garden
A month after the burning of the Verdant Basin.
The carriage stopped at a gate of black iron.
William stepped out first, his boots crunching on gravel. The afternoon light was grey, filtered through a high layer of cloud. Ahead, a gravel path wound between manicured...
Before the Door
Greg woke to the feeling of being watched from inside his own chest.
Not a bad feeling, exactly. Not the sharp electric dread that came when someone shouted his name down a hallway. It was heavy, slow, aware—a presence coiled just under his sternum, warm as a curled animal...
I had to share my laptop with my sister and my mother, both for her job and the tesis of my sis, so I wasn't able to end this very VERY long comment before, I was able to read though but doing this in the phone isn't pleasant at all
Wait a moment
Oh my god, you are using that event, this is a...
Kazuma and Artoria are silent a moment longer, causing Medea to fidget.
"Did…Did I behave improperly just now? Is it some rule of spacey decorum I broke?" She asks in a near whisper.
'…This has to be a trap…' Artoria thinks.
'What the Hell? Is this really the same woman who dislikes Aqua and...
Nemuri Kayama
Nemuri knew that Snowball was staying in one of the ritzier hospitals in the Shizuoka prefecture. She knew this because she had stayed in the same exact hospital after getting her own ass beat seven ways to Sunday a dozen times over since she graduated UA.
No healing kisses from...
Itachi sat at the back of the car beside his mother, his small hands resting on his lap as he processed the vehicle that carried them forward with such unnatural smoothness.
A car. The word had surfaced in his mind unbidden, along with fragments of understanding that felt borrowed rather than...
Chapter Sixty-Three
Reminder dear listeners, the Voxbox remains open at all times!
For a heartbeat, the corridor noise fell away. The distant thunder of engines. The faint, constant complaint of floor-plates under stress. The shouting that always seemed to follow humans like exhaust. All...
After getting dressed and making sure I hadn't forgotten my ninja gear, I dragged my ass over to the familiar section of the Jōnin Reserve.
Before long, I was in a circular room where, like almost always, jōnin were sprawled on couches along the walls. Ten of them.
Three of them gave me...
The reason Azula didn't find Tajima today when she came back from school as usual was because of a small clan meeting, one that concerned her, which was obviously not good to do at his home.
He was seated in the austere meeting hall of a lesser-used Uchiha compound, the air thick with the scent...