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  1. Public Bookmark 19

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    “Yes, magic was a blessing. It gave Salem the ability to do incredible things. But it was also a curse. A curse banishing them to a life of being hated by nearly everyone that they crossed paths with. It was a guaranteed life on the run, hopping from territory to territory as they attempted to carry out their gods will until they do something that gets them both killed. Salem was now the last Lamb, the last true witch of the lands of old magic. What a lonely and pitiful existence they’ve subjected themself too."

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    Once upon a time, there were five siblings who received blessings from the gods above. The siblings were told to use these blessings to carry out their gods will and display their devotion. The siblings successfully carried out their duties for decades, until the middle child had an idea that the others deemed blasphemy.

    Years later the executions of the last witches are being held under the new moon. And Salem has the dishonor of being one of the lambs on trial. Rapidly approaching deaths doorstep, a cursed cat approaches them, and a deal is forged in blood.

    One life for four, is it worth it?

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    Being re-written as: Moonshine and Embers

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    15 May 2024

  2. Public Bookmark 19

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    This was why he knew for a fact that he was not sick, despite what his roommate kept insisting.

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    Leshy is sick!

    Week 2: sickness

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    "Their hesitant to label what followed as a symptom, as that would be calling their condition a sickness of sorts, but a simple sickness is far to tame to describe what their going through. But whatever symptom, or curse perhaps, had followed days later, started off rather simple."

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    Four bishops, four curses placed upon the lamb that slowly drives them to insanity

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    Or, I came up with an idea of the four bishops cursing the Lamb and decided to role with it

    (as of: 7/20/2024, has been rewritten)

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    03 Apr 2024

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    " “Back for a rematch?” A familiar, snide, voice that caused a lows growl to rumble in his throat rang out among the stalks of mushrooms.
    Myosotis’s ears flattened against his head as he got to his feet, he shook himself, dirt and small rocks falling from his fur, “Leshy,” He growled, “Why would I be back for a rematch if I won the first time,” "

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    After Myosotis gets into his first fight with Leshy, he hopes not to interact with him again. But when it seems when his leader wants him to get along with the fallen god, fate has other plans for the two

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    Or, I'm taking part is Leshycat-pril 2024 by aniflowers of tumblr
    This is a fanfic for my Cult of the Lamb au called Floreo, this takes place post-game and I recommend you read my fanfic titled "Scorpion Grasses" for context

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    01 Apr 2024

  5. Public Bookmark 5

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    "Myosotis looked towards the bishop once more, he looked like a feral animal, nothing like a god should. He’s dressed in long rags, caked with mud and blood that dripped down from a bandage wrapped around his eyes. At least his murals got his green shade and antlers correct. The sight was reminiscent from when Narinder first joined, another god defeated by their leaders blade. Another god reduced to a weak and pathetic bottom feeder.
    “I’ll do my best my leader,” He says with a smile."

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    Myosotis is given the simple task of asking the ex-bishop of chaos to please get off of the refinery stations, it goes about as well as you'd expect, that is to say not well at all.

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    Or, I saw a lot of people make their yellow cat soft and kind and decided to make mine a murder gremlin :3
    This is a fanfic for my Cult of the Lamb au called Floreo, this takes place post-game but you are not required to read anything else to get an understanding for this (as there is not anything to read at this time T^T)

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    31 Mar 2024