Tag: Cloria
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Patina – Chapter 93
So, reading. Sadja’s head still pounded. She repeated in her mind the different signs and mouthed the sounds even as she pressed the iron bars deep into the ground. Two days after Verna’s defeat and her apparent death (oh, Spirits, please let her rest three meters under in the cursed soil!) and she was already,…
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Patina – Chapter 91
Peace was such a strange thing. At every moment, Sadja felt her body twitch with the urge to run, to hide, to find some place deep and dark to take refuge. She was used to experiments, then running through the cursed wilderness, monsters biting down her arms and fighting for her life against the woman…
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Patina – Chapter 89
Incredibly, Sadja couldn’t sleep. Maybe she didn’t really want to – she’d miss the amazing feeling of an actual bed. To anyone else, her current station would have not seemed anything special: she lay on a wide mattress, covered in three layers of thick blankets, but that was it. The fabric was coarse and they…
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Patina – Chapter 87
The Hunter pulled Sadja back. What she did was impressive, but he doubted it had been just enough to down Mastra Verna. “You have been great,” he soothed her, passing his hands over her wound. Her skin healed and the wound closed, cruoromancy listening to his expertise as much as Sadja’s body. “Now please stay…
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Patina – Chapter 85
Sadja looked at her twitching hand, at the her chafed nails. She had touched her. She had scratched her! She had wounded her! She turned to look at the woman who had raised her, who had taken her out of her capsule, who had knotted her memories and her thoughts into convoluted knots and who…
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Patina – Chapter 84
The Hunter had become quite close with pain in the last six years. Compared to the stuff he’d been through since Lenora’s turn and the fall of Belacqua, all the training and fighting he had seen before was a slap on the cheek. Still, getting skewered by a pine tree was quite high on the…
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Patina – Chapter 83
Sadja slumped down the tree. Her forces ebbed from her scraped body, slipping down her arms and legs like so many drops of her argent blood. The only thing that mattered in this whole conundrum in the way. She was so tired. Sounds of screams and explosions reached her, which only made her ears twitch.…
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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 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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