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Caleb is late coming home from Soltryce and Essek is worried. He is right to be.
Caleb had approximately four different paths he regularly took from Soltryce to his home. Given that it was a Wednesday, Astrid was on business in Nicodranas, and their usual butcher had a family emergency in the countryside, there were really only two routes he was likely to take. Factoring in Caleb’s distaste for the cacophony of Wednesday’s market in the square at the midway point and that it was sweet corn season, Essek assumed he would take the more winding of the routes to pass by the quieter vegetable stand and the baker.
It was not a overly long walk, but as Essek marched through the street, he bitterly thought that it was long enough to take time he worried he did not have.
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- Part 1 of Fresh Horrors (Eternal Whumptober)
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“I just want you to be safe.” Essek reached up to cup Caleb’s cheek. His thumb traced along the smooth skin above Caleb’s beard.
“I know. Me too.” Caleb reached up intertwine their fingers.
Essek sighed. His mouth pressed into a thin line. “The world has taken more than its pound of flesh from you already. It’s someone else’s turn.”
Caleb shifted to the far side of the bed and slid back down under the covers. “That sounds like a tomorrow problem”—He patted the empty space next to him—“Get in. It can wait.”