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Week - 703
You Had One Job
by quanticdreams | | Description: But what’s with the herbs? You literally eat out every night; the most I’ve seen you cook is toast, and it’s never even very good toast, and yet now you’re buying exotic herbs and- are you chopping those herbs, Jhudora? You have multiple greasy Shenkuuvian takeout boxes from that place with the peeling pink paint and yet here you are cooking. That doesn’t seem like you, Jhudora. |
| Week - 1001
The L-Word
by quanticdreams | | Description: "Kanrik rounded the corner to see Hanso frantically doing the trick of stomping on the trash in a garbage can so you can fit more stuff in it. This was unusual because it was..." |
| Week - 1003
We're Okay
by quanticdreams | | Description: "Even as a young Ixi, however, he kept his past strictly to himself..." |
| Week - 1005
Jailbreaker
by quanticdreams | | Description: "The absolute last thing you want to happen when you’re enjoying the free networking at the Grundo’s Cafe is for a stranger to come up to you, so of course that..." |
| Week - 1016
Atilan
by quanticdreams | | Description: "It seemed like lecture halls just kept getting crustier. Roxton couldn’t slip in unnoticed the way he used to for the way the door squeaked, and the way the stairs squeaked, and the way the brace on his knee squeaked. People certainly noticed him..." |
| Week - 1017
Atilan
by quanticdreams | | Description: "Aloysia only looked up from her book to roll her eyes at Roxton. 'If I didn’t know before, the last ten times you told me would’ve been informative enough. Now leave me alone'"... |
| Week - 1018
Atilan
by quanticdreams | | Description: Papa always stuck to the gentleman adventurer model — even in the pictures of him shaking hands with the Honoured Mother of the Lutari, he was wearing a cravat. |
| Week - 1019
Atilan
by quanticdreams | | Description: “This is the k’tiin,” said Papa, standing at the front of the classroom, holding a picture of a feather headdress. (He’d told Roxton that he’d made time to come to Career Day. Years later, Roxton would realize he probably just happened to have an open schedule on that day.) |
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 The Tell-Tale Harmonica
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 Wish-Granting
It was a sister's warning, but the words reminded Skyleur that whatever she had once known about magic, whatever power she used to wield, was lost to her.
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