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"Oh, you are the human Father told me about!” she said, finally noticing his ears. She flipped one of her long red braids over her shoulder and grinned carelessly. “You look lonely. And lost.”
“I am neither!”
“Well, what are you then?”
“Independent and omniscient!”
She cackled, a warbling piercing shriek that made him practically jump out of his new boots.
“Oh Titan, you’ve only said six words to me and I like you already.”
For one of the only times in his life, he didn’t have a quick retort.
“So, Father failed to tell me your name. Mind giving it to me yourself?” She asked, staring up at him through thick eyelashes.
His heart skipped a beat.
“Caleb,” he finally said, sticking out his hand awkwardly. “Caleb Wittebane.”
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In which a fragile human, bound to the rules of a harsh religious sect, is forced to forge a new life for himself in Hell.
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03 Oct 2022
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no sexual content
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Hunter blinks at her in pure disbelief. “There’s no way you forgot my last birthday.”
“I’m sorry.” Amity does look genuinely sorry about it, which is nice but not what he was getting at.
“No, I mean, it’s actually impossible that you could forget it. You were there.”
“I’m gonna be honest… I don’t think I even know when your birthday is.” She admits, looking sheepish as if that’s her fault, somehow.
(or: hunter gets some good ol' birthday trauma, but with a twist)
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Three months after everything, Hunter picks up a carving knife.
He knows exactly what palisman he's going to carve for himself, a new staff that will allow him to use magic again, beyond a flashstep that doesn't even work anymore. But time keeps turning on, and trees keep growing, and The Collector keeps annoying him, and there the palistrom wood sits, untouched.
One day, Hunter tells himself, I'm going to have to move on.
But for some reason, he just can't seem to.
(On losing your best friend: how Hunter and Waffles met.)
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- Part 1 of i'm still here
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It was the middle of the afternoon just a second ago, right? No, no, Hunter knows that hours have passed, but… what happened? He can’t remember how he got here.
(or: hunter has DID now because i say so)
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Ten moments from the longest hundred days of Eda’s life.