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  1. Public Bookmark 37

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    I was twenty-seven when my mother died, and twenty-nine when I held the funeral, because I was too stubborn to do it until I knew I wouldn't be the only one there. She had pretended to love hundreds of people. I was determined that at least two of us would pretend to love her back.

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    29 Aug 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 3

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    因为天无绝人之路,等了三辈子,终究还是会等到圆满的一刻。

    (Because Fate’s paths were not all dead ends, after waiting for three lifetimes there would always, eventually, be a moment where all was made whole.)

    A/N: English translation now uploaded as Chap 2!

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    10 Mar 2024

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    Fingon tapped a finger once, sharply, upon the desktop. “And do the orc marches sing of me?”
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    on orcs and Noldorin princes, and their academic pursuits

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    11 Sep 2023

  4. Public Bookmark 22

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    “At the most, I would say I have made you unremarkable, and if you wished to be painted as a great divinity by one experiencing religious ecstasy, you should not have spilled wine on my couch cushions.”
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    assorted evenings in a private apartment, ost-in-edhil

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    10 Sep 2023

  5. Public Bookmark 64

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    "We worked as caravan guards before we came to Baghdad," Nicolò said, which was true enough, as far as it went. His hand rested easily on the pommel of his sword and he was smiling, a faint and casual enjoyment of his own assurance, and Yusuf loved him desperately.

    "Just like old times," Yusuf agreed, and tossed his bag over to the handlers on the barge.

    Nicolò looked over at him, his face suddenly, awfully, blank, and that was the end of that.

    In the wake of the Frankish conquest of Tyre, Joe and Nicky leave their settled home in Baghdad in order to help a friend. Naturally, things escalate from there.

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    03 Apr 2023