4 Works in Letha (Strange the Dreamer)
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i'm the albatross (i swept in at the rescue) by theoneiam2277 for tunguszka20
Fandoms: Strange the Dreamer Series - Laini Taylor
24 Dec 2024
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"It's alright," Korako said. "The big man, Sarai."
"Big man, " Sarai repeated, and started walking towards the warrior covered in blood. Her gait was no longer unsteady, and she crossed the distance easily. Eril-Fane visibly wrestled with his instincts for a bit, then handed his sword to the man beside him and knelt down on one knee to receive his daughter. She climbed trustingly into his arms when he opened them hesitantly, snuggling against his chest, and he lifted her off the floor, rising immediately. Eril-Fane shifted the girl to his left arm, balancing her on his hip like he had done it a thousand times before. He reclaimed his sword, and then stood still for a moment, undecided.
"Within hours?" He confirmed. Korako nodded, then leaned her head back against the wall. It would be a waiting game now, and she wasn't sure she'd be allowed to stick around for it.
"Mhmm," she hummed, offering up her throat. "They could be sent away," she suggested softly. "To orphanages far away from here. Just let them live, Eril-Fane."
He didn't answer.
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A Christmas gift for Tunguszka.
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- Part 2 of The Albatross
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he stood (shooting the messenger) by theoneiam2277
Fandoms: Strange the Dreamer Series - Laini Taylor
24 Dec 2024
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Isagol's games were insidious, and she liked to make Korako an unwilling participant. Asked her to bring the cinnamon-haired infant to her, displayed little Sarai like a triumph in front of Eril-Fane. Dangled the child within arm's reach just to see the conflict within the man as his protective instincts warred with disgust. At times, Isagol let him keep the memories of the infant for days at a time. Sarai fit in his large palms perfectly, a little rosebud mouth open in a yawn, and Korako watched from the doorway as the man cradled his child gently. So while Korako had little faith that his protective instincts, his honor, would win out, there was a chance. If only she had the time.
(She did not.)
They came around the corner as a mob, the largest and bloodiest man at the front. She met his eyes, placed herself squarely in the middle or the corridor to the nursery, and raised her hands in an universal gesture of surrender, pleas immediately spilling from her lips.
"Hear me out, Eril-Fane, please. The children, they can be–" her begging was cut short by his sword, thrust into her chest. His eyes were cold, and he didn't hesitate.
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- Part 1 of The Albatross
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- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 483
- Chapters:
- 1/?
- Kudos:
- 1
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- 11
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~he held his breath until his cheeks turned blue~ by LostWendy1
Fandoms: Strange the Dreamer Series - Laini Taylor
17 Apr 2019
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An alternate ending to Muse of Nightmares based on a theory I developed while reading the book that features a little more involvement on Thyon’s behalf.
(The “implied/referenced” tags above just mean things from the books are mentioned in the fic—nothing worse than what’s already canon.)
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But that was the problem with making wishes. Thyon had spent as much energy on wanting to be his own story as he did his own spirit for azoth that he forgot the one rule when it came to wishes. It was understandable that he’d forget this rule, after all. He had left all of Strange’s books back in Zosma, and, with everything going on, with his mind otherwise diverted, he had simply forgot. Thyon would get his wish, there was no doubt about that. He had made a wish, and the universe had listened. But the rules still held regardless.
Thyon Nero forgot to be specific.