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Patina – Chapter 81
Cloria might not have been the best Vestal, but she was marginally better at blocking external forces peering into her mindscape. It was where most of Valeriana’s encouragement went and the one skill she was actually sort-of-good at. She couldn’t forecast tomorrow’s weather but could still tell her own thoughts apart from others’. Given she…
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Patina – Chapter 80
How do you blind someone who can look into the future? How do you throw sands into their eyes? Back when she had started the Novitiate, Elissa used to ask that question to herself, multiple times a day. That was before she fell completely under Verna’s charm, but she now remembered pacing the halls of…
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Patina – Chapter 79
It was different from the first time, when she had launched herself over the waterfall, into the unknown. She hit branches, wet sap splashing against her face, over her body, sticking to her tail and ears. Her back scraped against a pine’s bark and then snow rose to embrace her fall. She stumbled, rolled, fell…
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Patina – Chapter 78
Sadja shook her head. The mere thought that what Verna was saying could be true tainted her down to her very soul. “No. No, it’s not… that’s not what happened. That wasn’t you.” The Augur sighed and patted her head, still treating her like a misbehaving child who needs her lesson taught again. “Didn’t the…
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Patina – Chapter 77
This was it. The Hunter pulled the cannon up on his other shoulder. Damn this thing was heavy. Next to him, Cloria raised her protective torch, the crimson smoke reduced now to a single ribbon rising straight into the shite sky. “There’s nobody here,” she commented, passing her hand nervously on her gun. The rows…
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Patina – Chapter 76
“This was supposed to only be for emergencies,” the Hunter mused, pointing at a seemingly-featureless spot on the ground. They had cleaned it off from snow and all five of them looked at him with a question in their eyes. “I suppose this is what you call an emergency, face down the chief of the…
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Patina – Chapter 75
Not a moment too soon, Sadja gave a light pull on the ropes. They still held fast, but they were getting thinner and thinner. If she ever came to the end of this, she did not want to see a rope ever again. At the very least, she was becoming quite apt at getting out…
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Patina – Chapter 74
More than anything, Elissa feared the old cities. She had to pass through them if she wanted to keep to the fastest route. The threads she pulled threatened to wriggle out of her grasp at any moment and the exact placement and time of Verna’s rendezvous with Cloria’s old crew was still fuzzy. Somewhat up…
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Patina – Chapter 73
Sadja gritted her teeth, holding the piece of dried meat they had given her. It smelled sickly sweet and she would have preferred to eat anything else. Even the poor vegetables from the moth-people home, or the strips of meat the Hunter had given her had been much much better. Not to mention canned food.…
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Patina – Chapter 72
The bowel-like corridors spread ever deeper, leading Verna into a forgotten treasure trove. This did not just use to be an outpost. Her hands reached for a rusty table, over which lay small plastic toys, their paint long-since lost to mold. She lifted a rubber duck and gave it a small squeeze, but not a…
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