He had been here before. Not here in this City, but in this situation. Been surrounded by the broken and the dying and the dead. Faced with the impossible task of saving someone he didn't know wasn't going to make it. Tasked with finding an answer that didn't exist but everyone believed he had regardless of …
Category: Txiwteb World: Book Two
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Four hundred years of war should have prepared him for the landscape of horror that had become of Ryphqi City. Should have prepared him dropping from the Line before what had once been a sprawling skyline of multicolored buildings and scale-roofs but now had pieces missing. Like something had flown by and taken huge bites …
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The Hall was finally quiet if only because she'd kicked everyone out after hours spent going in circles, bickering, and pointing fingers that netted her nothing but a headache. None of them had been willing to admit they had a source within the Grey Court. Which normally would have been odd -- Xitlali and the rest had …
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Time was immaterial here but that didn't stop them from trying to count it. It didn't stop them from hating when a newcomer arrived and it was not the one they waited for. It didn't stop them from hating when they learned they had to wait again. Ever waiting. Always waiting. All because the Question …
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Hear me. He stumbled as the World heaved and settled. As the World let out a breath he hadn't known it was holding, he dropped the Hound corpse he had been carrying to the burn pile and fought to keep his footing. Adïmshyl turned to him just as the feeling of a blade being run …
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Her hands shook as she carefully lifted the lid on the box that had been hand delivered by a Royal Guard. The only reason she believed that it had been delivered to the correct Dhaoine was the fact that her name was scrawled across the lid in shaky, barely legible script. She recognized the handwriting …
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The last time he'd been this close to the Iryduu Mountains that separated the Cold North and the northern most reaches of Ikunae Province in Txiwteb World had been shortly after the start of the war. Back when he had been scrambling for a way to recover from its beginning, from the events that had …
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To say she was tired would be an understatement. It had been nonstop arguing and clean up and sleepless days and forgetting to eat while trying to make sure that those that were still at the cabin got rest, were fed, and remembered to bathe. Sure it wasn't her job to do that, nor should …
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The pain was intense and she was confused as to why she had gone from fine one second to this. Wondered when she had lost track of the enemy she'd been trading blows with. Wondered why this pain hit on a level that she had never felt before. By the Great Mother's glorious tits, it was all consuming, …
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Time might be immaterial here in this lonely place where the Dead and the Lost sang mourning songs. Though what they mourn exactly isn't entirely known or necessary but mourn they do. That arguably pointless mourning would soon be coming to an end, though. No longer would it crescendo as each new addition arrived in …
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