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    A dabble in Brimhat magic at thirteen, a drunken evening with a best friend, and a suspicious silverwood leaf on a red pillow the morning after. These things unravel a lifetime of guilt, bring to light a collage of erased memories, and create a choice that changes the Atelier forever.

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    Qifrey tries to catalogue all of the places they touch, reminding himself that the contact is no longer dangerous. Olly’s nose is slotted against his temple, fingers having moved from between his shoulders to the base of his head. There’s a slight tickle where the hair on his chin brushes against Qifrey’s cheek. The other arm is wrapped loosely around his middle, squeezing against his tunic. Their legs aren’t exactly tangled, but he can feel Olruggio’s calf against his own, a bony knee against his thigh, and the press of something warm and firm against his hip. His own body is an unfortunate mirror, the hour still early and the closeness still unfamiliar.

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    or; how does a man who has only ever deprived himself of wanting allow himself to lust?

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  3. Public Bookmark 59

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    Qifrey’s sharp whimper cuts through the silence, yanking Olruggio from his unpleasant train of thoughts. His hand stilled abruptly, the cloth pulling back. “Did I hurt ya, love?” he asked, concern bleeding through before he could mask it.

    “No,” Qifrey answered sheepishly, “Not at all.”

    Olruggio raised a brow at the faint color arising on Qifrey’s nape. The silence hung heavy, as thick as the steam curling around them in tendrils, quietly beckoning an explanation. Slowly, Qifrey drew his knees toward his chest, making himself smaller in a way that didn’t suit him in the slightest.

    “It’s just… been a while since…” you’ve touched me, is what he wanted to say, but the words got caught uselessly in his throat. Qifrey didn’t get to finish his sentence, but he didn’t need to.

    Or, when Olruggio offers to bathe his husband, things get heated in more ways than one.

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    He'd been too comfortable. Qifrey almost laughed when it hit him: this entire predicament was supposed to be anything but reassuring, but somehow, the gentle pass of time had withered away the sharp edges of his suffering. Just like the tides would smooth over the rocks of the shore again and again until they became nothing but sand, he'd grown to expect the pain, until it wasn't as excruciating anymore. It was almost like having a reason for it was enough to soften the blow.

    And it did. Stars, it did.

    (Or, the Silverwood tree is growing again, but this time it won't go away. Luckily, Qifrey's family has no intention of ever letting him go.)

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  5. Public Bookmark 93

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    It’s happening more and more often these days.
    He’s been living with this curse as long as he can remember, the ache behind his eyes never falling below a certain point, a constant reminder of what will happen if he ever once allows himself to set down all it is he carries. He’s been furious, terrified, heartbroken; he’s let his hands grow so tainted that he hesitates to touch the world, let the black in his soul harm those closest to him, let it drive him to secrets and cruelties and forbidden spells in pursuit of a cure, of answers, of just one more day to try. Qifrey has ruined beautiful things and prevented new ones from being born, has rent himself into a shape that breaks through the world, has stolen each new moment of his life or paid for it in blood and memories. He has crafted a life of suffering and placed everything he cares about atop its precarious sill.
    In the past month, Qifrey has had to fight back blooms and branches more times than in the entire year preceding it, and he has no idea why.

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