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“…’It’s such a pitiful waste, keeping you here,’ Tenenshe’ean sighed. ‘Or killing you, for that matter. My offer still stands, Auferrix. It’s not too late. At a single word, I could break these bonds. All it takes is a promise and, together, we can get rid of the fat pig, and we can rule A’aefar…
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“She remembered everything. But she was starting to forget what the sun felt like and her favorite stars in the night sky, and she was starting to wonder why they hadn’t just killed her then, why they hadn’t killed her yet. She had been more valuable to them alive, that was it; if they had…
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” Taluin gave him a wan, indulgent smile. ‘That is how they are best known, yes. Such an act truly leads on to infamy. But they are also the First Six of Humankind, and they are also the Six Who Shall Return. It’s the latter part that concerns us so; it is a prophesy. And…
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“Locke jumped in his skin a little with surprise when Taluin stepped forward, close to him with her hands raised to take his face between her surprisingly rough hands. These were definitely not the hands of the noblewoman he expected her to be, and he was too surprised to pull away. ‘I though I’d seen…
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“Gilferen couldn’t handle it anymore. He had the stone in his hand now and held it aloft. ‘Here it is,’ he shouted and promptly delivered it straight into the skull of its previous owner. It made a strange, dull sound, and the bear’s big, muscular body collapsed onto the floor, finally motionless.” This past week…
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“‘A misunderstanding?’ the man barked with disdain. A rough laugh exploded from his mouth. ‘Ha! Because there are so many sticky-fingered pale Northerners in this city to confuse you with. You took the stone, and I want it back.’” Things are starting to settle slightly back into order for me, though I know it’s going…
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“‘You are being followed,’ she whispered. She lifted her eyes, holding Gilferen’s gaze for a long, warning moment, and he knew she was fighting to glance toward the person she knew was hidden behind them in the shadows.” This morning (and all day tomorrow) are finally the days this week where I can actually get…
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“…’Are you sure that’s a good idea? What if he’s down there, waiting for you? He wasn’t exactly in a pleasant mood when he stormed off, naked and booted out of bed, you know.’” This RoW80 update is going up much later than usual today, thanks to a variety of factors. The biggest one is…
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“But Gilferen stopped himself, as the door opened again and he had a chance to see exactly how the woman looked. At first, all he saw were colors, bright and loud, with no sense of order or pattern. Then he saw the long, glistening black hair. Her body, the first thing Gilferen was likely to…
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“With her hands folded demurely in front of her, she almost looked like some exotic doll on a shelf, but there was steel in her dark grey eyes.” It’s Wednesday, which means time for another RoW80 check-in, but it doesn’t quite feel like my typical Wednesday. It hasn’t exactly been a typical week for me.…
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