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Patina – Chapter 104
Amarco. The Constable’s name was Amarco. The Hunter followed him, circling the outer wall and talking with workers and repairmen as they tinkered and labored putting the defenses back up, patching over blasted pipelines, drawing fetishes and lines of tinkling bones over the top, filling pressurized holy water tanks, and doing everything and anything to…
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Patina – Chapter 103
She was trying. Elissa was really trying. Taking the Hunter’s suggestions to heart, no matter how hard they had been listening to, she had waited for Sadja to come back to her. Even when the ripples into her future had started to speak about the wolf-girl reaching out to her, she had turned the other…
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Patina – Chapter 102
Sadja did not know what to think of this place. She stood on an endless, glass-smooth plane, the sky as vast and dark as an ocean of ink. No stars, either new or old, streaked its smooth surface. She looked down at her body and could perfectly see her hands and limbs and her clothes…
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Patina – Chapter 101
To be frank, Cloria did not feel ready for a job at all. Making amends was one thing: the wolfgirl was a fast learner and cute to be around (and when she was dry, she did smell kind of good), but all she wanted was to lick her wounds and proceed to decide whether she…
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Patina – Chapter 100
Elissa’s study smelled like old things. Like leather, and rust, and seeping mold beneath the sleeping stones of the temple. She sat next to her on a large black table. The room was a wide circle surrounded by tall and thin windows shaped like bullets. Veils of sunlight peered though, as the occasional snowflake blinked…
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Patina – Chapter 99
Sadja had never entered the town proper. But she did pick up clues. Putting on a light cloak to hide most of her more… peculiar features, she slipped past the line of iron rods on the fresh snow. It was a clear mornings after yet another night of groans and laments outside the protected circle…
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Patina – Chapter 98
Sadja held the book with both hands, tapping with the pencil on her mouth as she tried to follow the words on the page. It was getting easier with each passing day, but most of them still eluded her mind, even though Cloria was trying to help her. Point was, while the former Augur was…
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Patina – Chapter 97
The Hunter blazingly strode through town. He received a few looks but they sled down his figure like oil on glass. He was not in the right mood to talk. In fact, he clenched and unclenched his right hand, as if trying to pump more blood into his body. His heart rasped against its cage…
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Patina – Chapter 96
Sadja did not know how to feel about coming back into the thick of the woods. That weird, too-sweet scent of almost-rotten peaches still lingered in the air and if the grey pines still cried with tears of thick crimson sap. Silence loomed over the four of them. But at the same time, there was…
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Patina – Chapter 95
Gathering stuff was a little different around the Hunter’s hut. Sadja huffed as she pushed away the next Eerie corpse. Behind he the daughter flipped two more on her shoulders and threw a third on a makeshift sled, pulling them away. There were so many still hanging from the barbed wire hanging between the iron…
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