Tag: Sadja
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Patina – Chapter 26
Sadja felt at once something was wrong. The father came back inside, he cleaned the saber and gave her a long look. It was always hard to understand their emotions with their black faces and unblinking, glowing eyes. But she could smell his doubt. And something else, beneath. A sense of shame. He shook his…
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Patina – Chapter 25
Sadja thought she had awakened, but seeing herself laying in a corner was a clear indication something was amiss. She knew the place: the off-white walls, the polished floor and the flickering lights glaring from the tube-shaped lamps like angry eyes; that horrible smell that burned her nose and seemingly crept up her nostrils until…
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Patina – Chapter 24
The Hunter groaned. This eye was killing him, and he was lucky this was a figure of speech yet. Yet. The crimson string pulsated with vivid force now. He was getting closer. Pulling on the reins to steer his sled, he passed by a couple of catoblepi that did not seem fazed at all by…
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Patina – Chapter 22
Things had changed for Sadja, and not for the better. She followed the daughter, brother and father as they walked through the tick trees, their boots creaking over hardened sap and glistening resin. Sadja sniffed the air and she did not like what she found: the usual scent of too-ripe peaches mixed with the metallic…
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Patina – Chapter 18
In truth, Sadja did not really know what to think. As far as she could remember, her world had been one of off-white walls, iron bars, blinding lights and needles. Now that it seemed this moth-people family did not want to have anything to do with what ran through her veins, it came a surprising…
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Patina – Chapter 14
At the very least, they did not put her in chains. This was of little consolation to Sadja once she opened her eyes once again. She was inside a house of some sort, its half-broken walls covered by a patchwork of wooden boards. The strange four-armed creature that had knocked her out was still standing…
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Patina – Chapter 11
Elissa laid in her bath, ribbons of vapor covering most of her naked, wounded body. Her breaths came out pained, in short shivering spurts. Her left hand rose from the water and adjusted the blindfold that hid her eyes, so that it would stay up even in the damp air. She was drained. Mastra had…
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Patina – Chapter 8
She opened her eyes and purple twilight rushed in. She sputtered, sitting up on her elbows. What happened? Her head felt heavy, just like when they put more of those hurtful needles into her arms… By habit she looked down at her arms, now clean. Yes. She had thrown away the rubbery tubes. And what…
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Patina – Chapter 6
The girl ran. Which was barely enough. Brambles and branches rose to scratch her face, to bite her naked ankles. She breathed in panicked spurts. Something slick and warm ran down her forehead. Might have been blood. She did not care. The girl ran. It had to be enough. Far-off voices ran after her. Indistinct,…
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Patina – Chapter 1
Leaves had started oozing a deep crimson, which meant winter was well on its way. The Hunter opened his gloved hand and the crumpled leaf fell from his fingers, adding up to the wet pile on the ground. He pursed his lips and kept proceeded downhill towards the river. He had seen smoke and there…
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