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    The Bachelor—man of science, child of the capital—has no ritual in him. No way to excise the growing tumor in his heart. Artemy should have seen it building. Expected something drastic. No ritual, but he doesn’t lack for drama.

    “Oynon.” Artemy reaches for him. The Bachelor finally looks up.

    (the Bachelor has realized that this is all a farce. the Haruspex helps him through it.)

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    Whatever it was, the little voice in his head, it told him to go home.

    What he’ll find home is a different story. A vast quiet, thick and swathing. A dark hush over the rooms, the kitchen, nothing but the scraping of mice and the stray cat Notkin had brought in. An absence, acute, of Isidor, still lingering in the air.

    And somewhere upstairs, far and close, in a room sealed tightly shut, another man sleeping.

    Or: a breaking point.

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    04 Dec 2024

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    He finds himself unmoving, the bite of frost becoming something else on his skin: a strange, numbing sweetness. Drowsy, it plucks at the outer edges of him as though to pick apart the doll’s stitching and coax him down to rest, a dome of snow growing over his body like mould, entombing.

    I didn’t come here to die, Daniil lies to himself, one more time.

    Or: Daniil returns to the Town-on-Gorkhon. Or so he thinks.

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    04 Dec 2024

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    He inhales sharply at his own name, as though it hurts to hear it. In the pale morning light, his skin is almost greyish, paper-thin. If Artemy reached out, he could trace the sunken shape of his cheek, the small scar of a cut across it.

    “Yes, you came here,” Dankovsky says at length, scarcely over a whisper. “You’ve seen—the state of me. Veni, vidi, vici—again, there’s really nothing to say.”

    There’s a pause. Artemy draws in a breath. “I won’t say it, then.”

    Or; Artemy goes to the Capital.

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    04 Dec 2024

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    “Relax,” Artemy tells him.

    Dankovsky’s body obeys before his mind does. In fact, it had as soon as Artemy touched him.

    “Do you get headaches often?”

    Dankovsky grunts. “Don’t waste your diagnostics on me. There’s a plague.”

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