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He rose on his knees a little, trying to find her big round skull in his view before lining up again. It wouldn’t be difficult; she’d been sniffing around their cabin since the development of a new quarry a couple hundred miles north began. First just drying meat, then the mean little cat Travis kept for mice. Sometimes their laundry. He’d shot sparrows with the Grant brothers in the summer and rabbits since he was nine, could hit a deer as it sprang away from thirty paces, hooves kicking leaf litter, this was easier than hitting a tree.
Be Rust, be born out of small-town tragedy and now you follow calamity like a migratory bird. No one knows the orange glow of suffering over the horizon better than you.
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01 Oct 2025
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Two seats at the table. by belledamn for CorinaLannister
Fandoms: Game of Thrones (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
17 Feb 2025
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His wife sits at his dinner table, his wife lies in his bed. His wife borrows his sword.
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12 Sep 2025
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The Other Side by snowshus for DeCarabas
Fandoms: 光が死んだ夏 | Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu | The Summer Hikaru Died (Manga)
16 Jul 2024
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'Hikaru' is changing, he gets hurt now and tired. And when he sleeps he sees Hikaru.
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30 Nov 2024
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Two hours until dusk and Marty can't take it anymore, snatches the card off the table and pulls up a chair at his father's old rolltop desk, brushing off the filmy layer of dust that had gathered on its surface. He draws out a piece of stationery paper and palms a pencil, still sharp, and wonders why it feels like a weapon in his hand. His eyes graze over the soldier's name again.
"Rustin Cohle," Marty murmurs out loud, weighing the words on his tongue while he presses the tip of the pencil there and scoffs. "What the hell kind of name is that?"
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19 Oct 2024
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