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    The inside of the tent was hazy with heat, air thick with sweat and breath and the subtle scent of sex still clinging to the crumpled sleeping bag. The wind outside howled on, a low whisper against the insulated nylon walls, but it sounded far away now—tamed by the shelter they’d made for each other.

    Phainon was boneless in Mydei’s arms, legs tangled together, with his head tucked beneath Mydei’s chin. His body hummed with the slow, pleasant throb of being thoroughly ruined, and his voice was down to a murmur.

    “Don’t let me die of contentment,” he whispered.

    “You’re not dying,” Mydei said, brushing damp curls away from his forehead.

    “I might be,” Phainon argued faintly. “I think my bones melted. You melted me.”

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    21 Jun 2025

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    “Hmph.” Kaveh steps closer. "So why choose to listen to my voice even when I’m complaining about you?”

    Alhaitham shuts his eyes. “Just because.”

    “Being a little vague there, Scribe Alhaitham.”

    “I just…” Alhaitham sighs. “I just really like your voice.”

    Or, Kaveh learns sign language because he fears that Alhaitham is growing tired of his voice. He doesn't understand that Alhaitham actually... loves it.

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    “Ah,” Aventurine said, rubbing his arm, “so that’s why they had us refresh all our vaccinations before this trip. We’re not in any danger of falling ill, are we? I’d hate to ruin such a nice vacation.”

    “It’s unclear,” Ratio said. Aventurine side-eyed him, looking less relaxed now. But if those folktales had any merit to them at all, “more likely, no.”

    They were approaching the town now, inclined turquoise shingles peeking out over the edges of the treeline. It seemed like every building here was overgrown with flowers—flowers burst from the vines on white stucco walls, bouquets hung from the bucket-laden stalls at every corner, and almost all the windows were decorated with boxes abundant with blooms.

    “It’s beautiful, but,” he grimaced, voicing Ratio’s thoughts aloud, “a little morbid, isn’t it?”

    To a scientist, mythology and fairy tales are simply veneers that warp and obscure the truth. And to a doctor, diseases are problems that can be solved with logic rather than love.

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    21 Jun 2024