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    Private pale remains

    The ritual was a smudge now. Even remembered things stop being sharp with enough time. And she no longer could honestly tell how much time they spent huddled together or how long it took for Dusty to come back. Suppose it didn't matter much in the end. Because stuff had healed enough. There were...
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    Open That other Horizon

    It was hard to imagine Jens as an outlaw of any kind. So she was glad the gloom hid the embarrassing twitch of her ears. Patted his shoulder. „You'd manage. I'm sure.“ And he would. His spirit was something to be appreciated. Vyn'd seen partless lose themselves to self-pity as early as a finger...
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    Private Wind in the Woods

    Rain came soft first. But it kept coming. And after a while, it was hard to feel. Enough hits became a blanket, and once snug enough, that too was just pressure. Ground never complained – used to taking it. No choice. Same as anyone chained to it. Moved slower now, everything did. Even the wood...
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    Private Wind in the Woods

    The youth followed behind him. The scent of leftover shroud was still heavy in the air. Not all of it was Vyn’s. That he didn’t recognize the other fragrance all but confirmed it. He’d setup runes for such a thing not to happen. The pact denied it. No, storms didn’t choose targets. But people...
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    Private Wind in the Woods

    “That’s just the wind playing tricks.” Tugged at the soaked robe. “Here one minute, gone the next.” Even as he said it, the sound was already gone. Wind was funny like that. “You know this pillow business isn’t good for anyone, right?” Stood up, wood clutched awkwardly. “Right, was it Vyn’s...
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    Private Wind in the Woods

    The boy bumped into him. People didn’t always see Jem. He didn’t mind – must’ve been the height. He wasn’t here to be seen, after all. Watched the planks scatter and the ork bend over. Thought on one of his pockets a moment too long before crouching down to help gather the wood. “You should be...
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    Open That other Horizon

    Underwear was cooperative on the way up. So was the robe. Always wondered why she undressed in such a fashion. Almost like she was a fugitive and no second was to spare either way. The boots were... somewhere. But it wasn't that cold, she could figure those out come light. Squeezed by him...
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    Open That other Horizon

    And maybe it was time for such things. More slid than hopped off the lap. Legs struggling to get legging again. Had she really been still for so long? „Suppose we could.“ Clawed toes picking up her own underwear. „Would you like me to help?“ Gods knew she may have helped a bit too much when...
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    Open That other Horizon

    „Sometimes a reading is just our hopes going with them. Palm, leaves, bones...“ Wondered at all the things one could read. „Hardly makes a difference.“ Already had her hope cut into him. „When next we meet, I'll find something to read.“ Could be as simple a speck of meal between his teeth...
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    Private let the winds take 'em

    She'd told the hat once already? The desire to pry was hard to contain. But it wasn't Vyn's to know, not yet. Maybe not ever. She could probably find the little fiend faster than Dove could and force it to talk. And not like the temptation wasn't there. But that would defeat the purpose of Dove...
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    Private let the winds take 'em

    Oh, the hat. Figured that in her attempt to collect the scraps she forgot a whole thing. Road had a sense of humor like that. But she wasn't worried – if Dusty wanted to be found, it'd be found. And if not – well, they just needed to wait until it got bored. Nothing ever truly stayed lost. Some...
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    Open That other Horizon

    Cracked like an egg at the last bit. „I do offer palmreadings time to time“ Hand pulled back in mockthreat. „Never quite what people hope for.“ And sometimes she got scolded about how palmreadings were about telling people the future. Which was nonsense. Hers were just as valid – they only told...
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    Private let the winds take 'em

    And they would. It would be the hottest gossip come tomorrow. Because in a community this small, everything was news. And then it would be forgotten just as quickly, because there'd be another new thing. The Elum had never learned how not to gossip, but they did learn how to never make it...
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    Open That other Horizon

    Appreciated him playing along with the chicken bit. People often dismissed it. Such was their evil, slow and insidious. At least geese had the decency to goose you quick, not chickens – those monsters wanted to peck you low and slow. It was important to remember that not all horrible things...
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    Private There won't be a third

    Vyn looked at Jem surprised. Was he really going to take that? She would've kneed Bob in the nuts herself – but, you know – you don't do that to Jem's family. So her face spread in mad glee when Jhima had no such reservations. Served him right! Had Jem still been his fun self, she may have...
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    Private A Bad Place To Be

    “Ye.” Smiled a bit at that. “Rich girl right here.” Every piece of that Wagon may have seen a lifetime of use twice-over, had a squeaky wheel and a door that never quite closed right – but it was hers. That had to count for something. People had to find joy in something; else the whole living...
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    Private A Bad Place To Be

    Xen had nested on one of the closer Wagons, feet hanging low, like they wished to be back on the ground. Vyn doubted it, but the image stuck. Catching up to the sitting woman was easy. The Elum were not known for speed. Most days, the Wagons could barely outpace feet. There were times where they...
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    Private Wind in the Woods

    “Throw me out?” The dough could hardly contain itself to the bedbowl. Anger rippled in bumps and lumps, its form not yet fully settled. Roki had casually removed himself – Vyn wasn’t sure she heard his excuse if he had any. But what was she to do with the unbread that was barking up at her now...
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    Private let the winds take 'em

    Yeah, dirt. But she didn't press it. „Right.“ Patted the bird's head and got ready to get up. „Up we go.“ Looked to the wingstrap beside them and wondered who in the camp could fix it. It didn't look fixable – but not like Vyn was an expert on damn wingstraps. Didn't even entertain the idea of...
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    Private let the winds take 'em

    „That's the deal, Ghost doctor.“ Don't you remember? „We find each other.“ Dove's heartbeat had steadied. So Vyn hadn't messed up yet. Always difficult navigating interactions with the afraid. Because you could never be sure it wasn't you they were afraid of as well. If Vyn could read minds...
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