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Occtis is learning how his body works now: how to breathe by conscious choice; how to walk when you feel each muscle, ligament, tendon move and shift; and how to pump the blood through his body without a heart.
Julien, as his now-sworn protector, has an idea that may help. And that may prove useful in helping him stay alive a little longer, whatever that may mean for him now.
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18 Nov 2025
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He’s about to take a breath to steady himself before he remembers how much he dislikes that feeling now. And it feels so wrong to breathe but he feels so… lost without it. He activates his bellows-lungs, trying to feel the way air rushes in, screwing his face up as he forces the motion. And it rushes, and the air comes and comes. But relief never follows. There is no satisfaction, no calm, no comfort. Occtis doesn’t know how to steady his nerves that no longer light up and flare but still feel fear. The emotion feels real, but there is no physicality associated with it. No pit in his stomach, no shivers, no shaking, no clammy palms. That just feels worse. Stuck with this feeling with no way to express or release it.
Or, five times Occtis explores his undeath with his companions and one time he starts to figure it out on his own.
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05 Nov 2025
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They were too coddled, Master Ikithon had said, and needed time away from their usual comforts. There would be times in their future where they would have to put up with worse than a night in a cold tower.
Bren’s father had once told him how, when he was off in the army, he had to spend a week sleeping in an old barn. The doors didn’t close right, and autumn was closing in on winter. The only reason he’d survived was because he and a couple of his fellow soldiers had huddled together for warmth.Or,
The first night Blumendrei spent in that tower.
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28 Mar 2023
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She knew how she fell short in expressing to him how much she cared. She knew how he questioned her sometimes. And she wished it wasn’t that way. She wished moments like this, where she could just sit with him could last forever.
The gentle rise and fall of his chest and the sound of his heart beating filled the room. If she strained her ears, she might be able to hear the distant whir of her batteries, the ever-present crackle of the arcane that permeated the city, and the whistle of the wind that blew through and around the buildings, but right now all she wanted to hear was Quay.
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27 Jun 2022
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It is said that the mortals who come to the realm of fae should not eat the food there, lest they wish to remain for all eternity, never to want for the goods of their own mortal realm again, until they pass, trapped in a land that is not their own.
It would seem the same bear true for fae that take from the mortal realm. For as soon as he kissed Laerryn Coramar, the changeling knew he could never return to the Feywild as he could never want anything from that realm again. He could never want for anything other than this one woman in his arms.
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26 Jun 2022