Tag: Mastra Verna
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Dead Stars Still Burn – Post-Apocalyptic One Shot
As a weird comet descends upon the People of the Rail-Caves, they get ready to find either doom or treasure inside. Meanwhile, the comet’s own occupant gets ready to complete her mission… They came out from every hole to watch the dead star fall. The Elders had deemed it a bad omen and they had…
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The Slow Stars And Quick – Post-Apocalypse One Shot
Hope is the most dangerous thing. Dangerous enough, for young Verna, to risk her life and limb (and more importantly, position) to jump on a boat to the mainland. But she couldn’t miss this chance, not once she had perceived it raw and burning at the edge of her Foresight. As for escaping unseen from…
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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 86
Elissa groaned, walking through the snow. Was it still her body? She was not sure. Around her two rows of Eerie and Fae stood upright, waiting for her to pass, like she was a one-woman parade. If she had still the heart to worry about them, it was used to think about Sadja anyway. She…
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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 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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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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