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    Private The Gods feast

    She hadn't expected him to be so resolute, but she had little time to appreciate the outcome. The blade struck true and the spirit screamed louder, raw. Kuuga, dragged forward, robes flaring, only blinked in quiet approval. Perhaps the drink had steadied him. But the real test was coming...
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    Private The Gods feast

    Kuuga would've slapped him if she had a hand free. Decorum be damned! Men were such tangled messes of weakness. Simply squeezed his hand tighter and hoped it hurt. „We are not here for fault.“ When she finally spoke, her calm had caught back up. „We are here for the end.“ It wasn't only the...
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    Dare When the birds come back

    Kuuga did not laugh. It wasn’t a laughing matter. People often shrouded need in shame because of their own weakness. Didn’t make it right. There was nothing wrong with pursuing desire. Each soul was a bowl, cracked at the bottom, life pulling through until something significant enough wedged in...
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    Private The Gods feast

    „The one we've come for was of mist once.“ She saw the ambiguity in that answer, so she clariefied. „Weather, not the clan.“ Her voice became almost sad as it kept on. „Used to be a spirit of silence, gentle, older than the Ashgrove. Helped guide the dying here, once. Hid tears and held...
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    Private The Gods feast

    Oh she had a quip ready to shut him up, but there was no need. The grip would be enough. As their hands met, it wasn't only warmth that was shared. Blink. And the thicket in front of them transformed to the way Kuuga normally saw it. Where there was once stillness and grey, now came motion and...
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    Private The Gods feast

    Kuuga didn't flinch at the display or the smell that followed. She had no wings to spread. Only hands and hunger – and he had plenty of both. „You came.“ Was all he'd get in response. The silence of this place didn't sit quite right with her, so she refused to let it cling. The grove was about...
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    Private The Gods feast

    „I am Kuuga.“ Her voice was straightforward, but it avoided clans or titles. There was no need to mar the truth with affiliation. If he needed to call on her, it would be sufficient. The man had become uneasy around her. She couldn't blame him. Seeing even a fraction of Honzui wasn't easy on...
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    Private The Gods feast

    Kuuga’s head tilted. Not smug. Accepting. A priest who had heard an honest prayer at last. “Now you’re asking the right thing.” Her mind was buzzing like a storm. They would need something weak. Something even she could kill, so that she may imbue him with proper sight. And she remembered a...
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    Private The Gods feast

    Kuuga didn't flinch. Knowing she'd hit a weakness. Because he still taught in the way of men. His hunger was beautiful. Pure. In a way only starving people could ever appreciate. In time he might come to understand that his hunger was actually making him stronger. „I did not name her.“ Tone...
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    Private The Gods feast

    She saw him now. Truly. Hawkflesh the tired. Hawkflesh the scared. Hawkflesh the hungry. „There is a faster way.“ She tried to keep her words as plain as she could. Biting back the desire to put more reverence in her voice. „You can shrug one monster for another.“ The briefest hint of long...
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    Private The Gods feast

    Let him fold into the table, and let the guilt and failure rise like steam. She had seen food cry before. There was no shame in it. There was no reason to worry. „As you are,“ Because she agreed with him. „You are not a proper knife.“ There was no bile in her voice. „This is true.“ They were...
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    Private The Gods feast

    His threat hummed with the hunger of Peace. One of her life ending, and another of his curse lifting. She always worried about there being no one to continue the great work once she was gone, but fear wasn't the word for it. Because Kuuga herself wasn't important in the grand scheme of things...
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    Private The Gods feast

    She hadn't moved since the last time words parted her lips. She didn't smile when he finally met her gaze. That was not what the moment needed. But she softened. As his sword hand slipped down, she bowed acknowledging the peace between them. „What you've already done, was the first step.“ Her...
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    Private The Gods feast

    Kuuga had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep her face stone. She wanted the silence to be sacred and meaningful, but all her effort had gone to masking the unease of his words. She would have to kill this young part of herself one day, but not yet. So she stood mute. Wouldn't break when he...
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    Private The Gods feast

    The faces faded. The stillness would not. Kuuga watched him without pity. A quiet understanding. She had seen fire before, and simply needed to know what had been burned. „That wasn't all of it.“ At last, she spoke. „You didn't give everything. Or maybe not all could be taken.“ Voice still...
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    Dare When the birds come back

    She allowed the teasing to wash over her. It was but part of the meal, much like incense had its place in the shrines. It was meant for the visitors, but the faithful within would enjoy it too. She would incline her head at his bow. All ceremonies had proper form. “It is no burden.” Her voice...
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    Private The Gods feast

    She could hear the lack of belief in his voice. There was no nourishment there. No matter, fasting was valuable. It prepared the body for the meal entire. All previous impurities gone, only the empty remained. Ready to embrace. So she became a statue. Did not interrupt. Did not even attempt to...
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    Private The Gods feast

    Kuuga blinked slowly. She wasn't used to outsiders. Everyone knew Honzui was the hunger. Her world small enough to never question the undeniable fact. Still, she kept her calm, speaking soothingly as she might to children. „Yes.“ With a nod to boot. „Proper eat.“ She turned her gaze back to the...
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    Private The Gods feast

    As she led them in, she wouldn't use the room for anything other than a space. There would be no need for comfort. She didn't flinch at his initial comments. He could think what he liked. She could recognize hunger, little else mattered. Once the door closed behind the Elf, she would hear him...
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    Private What cannot be buried

    Birds stopped. Not the songs. Those had ended earlier. The birds themselves stopped moving. Still in the trees. Too close to move away, they simply witnessed silently. Statues, too stone to move, too cotton to tumble from the branch. She matched their song as she passed beneath. The stream told...
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