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    Open Along These Godless Streets [completed]

    Looked like she hadn't slept a lick. Wasn't sure what to make of that. Monroe looked like the practical sort, so surely she had a good reason not to rest...or at least a drunk one. Sober people really should know better than to pull allnighters. „You look...“ Well like shit, but you know...you...
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    Dare Primroses

    It was probably rude to swipe the goblets, but the thought did cross his mind. People weren't supposed to have so many shiny things. Cause people weren't magpies. And all those shinies messed with your head – could be mad as a bird, before you knew it. Only took one copper complaining to a...
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    Private know a guy

    Whatever Laric had or hadn't said earned them a spot in the barn. Not much to look at, but it stank less in the downpour. The dried hay had mostly escaped the mold, and the roof refused to leak. Suppose that was the best one could hope for after already burning a shelter today. Wanted to make...
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    Open Along These Godless Streets [completed]

    Water was up to his waist. Not the cold, alerting kind. It wrapped about him instead, like a warm, weighted blanket. Smart water knew how to drown a man. But it had stopped getting higher. Something pulled at his hand, and...bit him? Woke up too slow for panic. Too spent for a proper flinch...
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    Open Along These Godless Streets [completed]

    Heavy footsteps still smelled like smoke and worse. Didn't even have the energy to look at her. „You made it.“ Mumbled. „Das good.“ „Watch Jared.“ His knee twitched a bit. Went out like a light. Just slow breaths and stinky feet left.
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    Open Along These Godless Streets [completed]

    Back at the entrance, he could almost make out the surrender. A tired command and the lack of noise. Monroe was...well, none of them were alright. But close enough. That's when the first bit of sweet reached his ear. How it was all a mistake and how Monroe was the one behind it all. Mind laced...
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    Private know a guy

    Now that was a look he knew. The quiet suspicion. Because once trust broke, it was fucked. Much like Ginny's neck. He hoped the two found some peace in whatever came after. Because there was no place for them on Khurun. Wondered what to make of the whole torture business. That meant Laric had...
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    Open Along These Godless Streets [completed]

    Fucking Monroe....all muscle, no patience. Satya knew he wasn't letting the hooffucker get away, so he acted quicker than thought. Small missteps turned advantage for the knight. He'd have to trust her to catch up to Hoof. Cause he wasn't leaving Meredith now that they'd finally caught up. Door...
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    Open A Break in The Road

    Koren, having lost some weight, hung off Matvi's shoulders. The guy was saying something about being still. And he was. Still Koren. What's left of him, anyway. Watched the road go where legs wouldn't. His father joked they'd all leave their bones in Havenby. Guess this is what he meant...
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    Open Along These Godless Streets [completed]

    Man and a firewield..? Oh. Oh! Spirited away the second knife. Looked real sharp – if it wasn't coated with whateverthefuck, could've made a fine fishknife. Sure, Monroe was a firepoker and a firechoker – suppose that counted as wielding from the right angle. Words were funny like that. So...
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    Dare pigs unslaughtered

    So it was Lihark. Ah, close enough. Potato brigade would report for duty, then. He liked food enough to suffer whatever company might throw into the mix. Water ran cool and looselipped. Revealed the truth of their sunburned skin, as well as the many small nicks sweat hadn't had time to visit...
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    Open Along These Godless Streets [completed]

    Squinted at how easily the knife dropped. Wasn't like the guy to knife the ground instead of your throat. But then he noticed it, the hitch in breath. Monroe was shroudshitting again. Guess that meant the situation was under control. Evans wasn't gonna run off without his breath. Wasn't sure how...
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    Private know a guy

    Trevor looked at him. Just looked. Guess an army of beavers could cut through. Weavers could make the lumber fuck off. Now, a beaver weaver could probably pull doubletime – but Trevor was none of these things. So he just turned. He'd never heard the other horse get a name. Mistake on Blondie's...
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    Dare Primroses

    Feetman, huh? He'd take it. Been called worse. At least they weren't talking about the smell of his feet. As much as you could stuff a boot, stuffing an unwashed foot was tougher. Hopefully he'd stepped in enough thymey things on the way over. Like a field dressing for the spell of yuck cast...
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    Dare Primroses

    Had a joke lined up. Hell, he had three. But the light had dimmed in her eyes and he bit them down, quiet. Looked almost like him, when he remembered home. When the booze called and his hands shook. But he was pretty sure Arrowdale was still there. He'd been there earlier this year. For the fat...
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    Dare Primroses

    Smiled, as the rag did its duty. Wasn't even sure if it helped. But it didn't harm. Sometimes, that was enough. „Used to be Barrow, far south, by Garth.“ Remembered how fire worked it, like apple and birch. Didn't smell as nice. „Floors used to be cool. Always smelled like basil by the...
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    Dare Primroses

    Laugh almost climbed out his nose. Like she was the unclean one. Thought back to copper, as he licked the back of his teeth. Glad that the mess of hair hid the red at the top of his ears, he wasn't exactly staring – but when there were no distractions, you noticed things. Like how she wiped her...
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    Open Along These Godless Streets [completed]

    Trevor remembered the fucker throwing a knife with his bare foot once. And as he elbowed Monroe with his left, he wasn't sure it made a difference – but the guy did always eat lefthanded. Jerry? Johnny? Trevor knew it was one of those common J ones – but it had been some time. Not like it...
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    Private know a guy

    Sometimes all roads led to the same place. And a fork wasn't really a fork, just a bend. Both paths felt correct, so he felt at the air and the rain. But it wasn't families he was looking for. It was food and warmth. You never knew how the signs came. Sometimes it was a smell, sometimes a wind –...
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    Open Along These Godless Streets [completed]

    A fucking post office? If he’d twonked a guy half to death and set a house on fire, he’d be well on his way out of the city. Out of the North. Ilica even. Really depends on who got knocked. But the pull had led him here. It wasn’t his job to always understand. He only needed to act on the sign...
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