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  1. Public Bookmark 16

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    Oz needs its ruler.

    The Wasteland needs a flower.

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    Glinda does not know when she fell pathetically, incurably, disastrously in love with Elphaba Thropp. She knew, twisting in her sheets at night that first day in Shiz, hot, there was a pulse, no small, infinitesimal stirring of feeling; burning. Some unknown plunge from the ice bath into a volcano.

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    25 Nov 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 51

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    With a cheerful beep, Mehrak releases the claymore, letting it clatter harmlessly to the floor.

    Neither of them speaks.

    Alhaitham stands motionless at the edge of the bed, eyes still fixed on the fallen weapon. Above them, Mehrak hums contentedly, hovering like nothing had happened.

    “Explain,” Alhaitham demands.

    Kaveh has recently moved back in, but the relationship between him and Alhaitham is still strained. When he overworks himself and falls ill, it's up to Mehrak to defend his master against the evil Alhaitham.

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    17 Nov 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 44

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    When Laenor and their youngest child died in the birthing bed, Rhaenyra had thought that she would at least be left alone to grieve.

    She certainly had not wanted to marry anyone else, especially not all four of her siblings.

    She is more sure of that than ever after their wedding night.

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    06 Nov 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 39

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    There is a man in Ratio’s bed.

    This man is not supposed to be on Ratio’s bed. Or in his house at all.

    Because Ratio does not know this man.

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    02 Nov 2025

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    He was just a boy.

    His tiny hand was trembling where it clutched the wrapped hilt of his Nichirin blade, making the pommel rattle against its sheath with the faint, unmistakable clink of metal on metal, his little form swallowed up in the black and white uniform of a hashira, poorly tailored to fit someone so small.  In all of Kokushibou's centuries of bloodshed, the thousands of slayers felled by his hand, driven to him like lambs to the slaughter by the orders of the Ubuyashiki clan and their hopeless war, never before had they sunk so low as to send before him a child.

    He looked so much like Yoriichi, all those years ago.  That sweet little face looking up at him, smiling as bright as the sun, eyes shining with nothing but pure adoration as he clutched that pathetic excuse for a flute—terribly carved by the graceless fingers of a five year old—to his chest like it was some precious, perfect treasure.  ‘I think about this flute you gave me as if it were you, brother.’

    The demon that had once been Tsugikuni Michikatsu took his hand off his sword.

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    Or, how Kokushibou enters his 'father' era five centuries too late and somehow, one by one, adopts a hoard of child soldiers.

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    20 Oct 2025