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  1. Public Bookmark 63

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    Anaxa closed his eyes as he laid his open palm on the window. "Where are you?" He repeated. Suddenly, the lights inside his room flickered. And when he opened his eyes, he saw him. Shocked golden eyes looking back at him.

     

    "Phainon," he whispered as if he would scare the man at the other side of the window away. But he wasn't. He put his hand over Anaxa's at the other side of the glass. The latter couldn't keep his eyes away from the other. He read Phainon's lips: found you.

     

    He was different, but there was no doubt that he was his Phainon.

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    02 Jul 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 11

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    He watches the man as one watches miracles—with undeniable delight, with terror, with the trembling awe of a sinner who knows he will not turn away. His eyes fix, perched like vultures on the edge of something too gorgeous, too living—like flesh just sculpted from dust, still warm from the breath of God. He looks at him like the first man must’ve looked upon Eve, and known paradise would damn him.

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    30 Jun 2025

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    Phainon signs up for a BDSM website and finds exactly what he needs <3

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    17 May 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 35

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    “You’re okay,” Welt soothes. He knows as well as anyone the torment one’s mind will put them through in their dreams, and immediately clocks the sound of a tired, frightened man about to be forced to wakefulness by such cruelty. He sweeps Sunday's hair behind his ear and tuts when he sees tears dripping down his face. Sunday’s distress rises, and when his wings fluff up defensively, Welt gives the one closest to him a gentle stroke. He repeats, softer, “You’re okay.”

    It is instantly clear that having his wings caressed is a more effective way to comfort Sunday than doing the same to his hair. His breath catches, stopping a sob in his throat and letting Welt know that he’s done something right. Hoping to get Sunday back to restful sleep, Welt cradles it in his palm and uses his thumb to pet the soft feathers, each in their own turn.

    While the tears subside, Sunday’s body is no less rigid. Determined to fully soothe him, Welt gently encircles the base of the wing in his hand and strokes it all the way to the tip. He repeats the motion three, four times, pleased that Sunday goes completely silent in response. He is startled by the sudden warble that emerges from Sunday’s mouth.

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    16 May 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 7

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    Sunday doesn't know how to play starchess, but if Mr Yang is offering to teach, who is he to refuse to learn?

    Sunday doesn't know the taste of alcohol, but if Mr Yang is offering to teach, who is he to refuse to learn?

    Sunday doesn't know what it is to □□□□, but if Mr Yang is the □□□□□□□, he must refuse. Such things are not for him to learn.

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    15 May 2025