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"A hundred years ago the waters were clear and filled with life. Now, only a few creatures can survive in the filth. I want the pollution of my waters to end. If Osha Va’Zaun is under your rule, then you should be able to achieve this.”
He scoffs. “You may as well ask for the moon.”
“That is my price.” I watch as he begins to struggle to keep himself afloat. “That, or I will eat you.” -
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Harry enters the Chamber of Secrets alone, and leaves as a changed man.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jzlI__xX_74
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Harry returns to Hogwarts to finish school properly and sit for his NEWTs. He doesn't expect Snape to be back teaching, nor their old animosity to resurface. When it is pointed out to him that he is responsible for it, he sets out to change their relationship for the better. The results have more of an impact on him than he expected.
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- Part 1 of Hawthorn Branches in Spring
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Bookmarked by enuininian
31 Aug 2021
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Did you see that fanfic with 6 gazillion tags forcing you to scroll endlessly to skip through it? Ever wondered how to block a specific story without having to download a 3rd party app or make an annoying bookmark? Guess what? You can block specific stories and authors directly from AO3, and it works in mobile!
Yes this is about a troll fic making it's way around AO3.
Updated with instructions to block works by a user (See ch2).
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Bookmarked by enuininian
18 Feb 2021
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“Lady Morgana,” The lord said, his brows furrowing as he took a step back “Pardon me for the assumption, but I was told the king’s ward never left the East tower?” He asked and gestured vaguely around the gardens. Morgana smiled and Merlin smirked from his hiding place as he watched Arthur consider swooping in to save the man, but clearly thinking better of it.
“Ah, of course.” Morgana said “You must be confused. There are two wards of the king. I’m afraid you won’t be able to meet Merlin today.”
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Uther took in Balinor’s child as a baby and claimed him as his ward. Merlin thinks he’s being held hostage, but whatever.
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14 Jun 2020
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Morgana turned away from the high, barred window and rubbed her arms, chilled and bare. Arthur was sitting in the dirty straw at the very limit of his chains, which kept him a few inches too far away to touch Merlin's limp body. Outside they were putting up the stake.
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- Part 17 of Merlin works
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Bookmarked by enuininian
30 May 2020
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Chaos: when the present determines the future, but the approximate present does not approximately determine the future. One gene varies, one neuron fires, one butterfly flaps its wings, and Draco Malfoy's life is completely different. Draco has always found a certain comfort in chaos. Perhaps he shouldn't.
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08 May 2020
Bookmarker's Notes
Sapience and consciousness without self-governance must be a nightmarish existence. If it were Draco, he would be plagued at all hours with soul-crushing ennui. He would rot from the inside out with idleness.
That’s really not…
Come to think of it, Draco would also struggle with a profound crisis of identity. Express and intended purpose does not necessarily equate to personal actualization. Is the Sorting Hat happy being a Sorting Hat? Does it find fulfillment from sorting? Would it even matter if it didn’t?
I don’t think this is—
And what if it yearns for something more than its intended design? What if, like Dr. Frankenstein’s accursed monster, it has the full burden of sentience, of life and love and curiosity and intelligence, but limited means of expressing it?
Oh, for goodness’s sake.