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  1. Public Bookmark 2

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    "(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)

    Someone I loved once gave me
    a box full of darkness.

    It took me years to understand
    that this, too, was a gift."

    title from Mary Oliver's poem "The Uses of Sorrow"

    After Attila, Irving spends more time with Burt and Fields, in investigation and in companionship, learning to trust and unlearning sorrow. When Fields leaves the picture, Irving realizes how short life is and makes a choice.

    I hope to update chapters weekly, if not more frequently than that!

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    17 Apr 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 4

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    Slowly.

    His heart thuds.

    Slowly, that’s right.

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    in which Burt doesn’t take Irving to the train station…. yet. (“Take a ride with me” can mean more than one thing.)

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    23 Mar 2025

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    The end of the word, Loki learns, is far more fun than expected.

    “It’s an apocalyptic event,” Mobius stresses. “And can you get your feet off my desk? C’mon, we both have work to do.”

    “I’m doing work,” Loki says. “How is this not work?”

    “You’re planning vacation destinations.”
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    Loki avoids his job. Mobius indulges him.

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    07 Jul 2021

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    "I'm not asking for less bad or more good here. Just - just more you."

    That rattles something fierce within Loki. The fear climbs up into his throat, squeezing tight until he is roaring and raging and ravaged.

    He is Loki. He is a God. He alone is burdened with glorious purpose.

    "I will not bow to whatever fanciful illusions you have of me!"

    "Oh, illusions." Mobius steps forwards. It doesn't change the distance. "Yeah, yeah. Okay. Let's hone in on that for a sec cos clearly you're still stuck in one. You said you didn't enjoy hurting people, I heard you say that and I know you weren’t lying. But I'm beginning to wonder if there's a part of you that just doesn't care because guess what - you did hurt people today."

    Loki sucks in a breath, unsure why it lands so heavy in his lungs.

    "Me included."

    Poetic, how their fall begins when Mobius had become an achingly familiar presence.

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    01 Jul 2021

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    see, loki is not quite certain whether the whole thing is truly genuine, when it first begins;

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    16 Jun 2021