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No Bird an Island

Summary:

It's the v2.8 Golden Apple Archipelago, and the mirages are in full swing. But these aren't your grandma's GAA mirages. This is—

"Fischl, I don't think their grandmas *had* GAA mirages."

...irrelevant, Oz. This is a detective noir story, and P.I. Fi Narfidort may be up against her deadliest adversary yet: a mysterious woman with plans for Fi. Deadly, deadly plans.

"We're still tracking the culprit down. How do you know her plans are deadly?"

Well—

"And why is this tagged as 'unreliable narrator' and 'Monafischl'?"

Notes:

No need to read the rest of the series. This is set in canon, with one difference: Fischl LARPs as a jaded detective instead of an Immernachtreich princess.

It's winter where I am. Enjoy a slice of summer on my behalf <3

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: The Archipelago

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Sweltering heat. Vast blue skies, reflected in seas deeper than a book of proverbs. These weren't the streets Fi knew. In fact, they were hardly streets at all.

The Golden Apple Archipelago. That's what this place was called. Golden like the heirloom a thief steals in the opening moments of a novel. Apple like the fruit of sin: pretty as a pearl on the outside, but beware, bite in too eagerly and there'll be crunchy bits stuck between your teeth. Fi preferred to cut her apples first.

Archipelago like a... small island chain. Not everything has to be symbolism, see.