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    A bang and a flash, and deep down, he knew that it was over. Ice hissed from the crevices in the ceiling, numbing his aching wounds, and somewhere in his pain-added brain he realized that he was going to relive this torture over, and over, and over again. His oldest friend was dead and his crew was gone and he had promised to protect them all and failed. He had watched them all die and he had failed.

    As ice crept along his vision and his tears frosted before they could fall, he mourned and he prayed and he wished – not for one final relief, but for a chance to turn back time.

    He couldn't do anything, in the end.

    Not a single thing.

    If only…they could have a second chance…

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    “Hey, wake up! What kind of Captain sleeps on the job?”

     

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    The cryopod Curly is placed in sends him not to the future, but instead back to the past. This time, can the Captain save his crew?

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    09 Nov 2024

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    Bruce gets amnesia and the Batfamily conspires to keep their vigilante side secret from him.

    They were just trying to keep him home, safe until he recovered. They expected that Bruce would pick up on clues and put together The Batman secret on his own.

    They didn't expect him to form a different picture entirely.

    They didn't expect Bruce Wayne would come to hate the Batman.

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    presque vu - the feeling of being on the verge of an epiphany or revelation or insight, without actually achieving it...

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    “Kabru has the kind of striking beauty that would make him especially interesting to someone who has dedicated their life to the arts,” Marcille maintains the clinical edge in her voice.

    Something stirs in Laios, an unease of sorts.

    It must read as confusion on his face, because Marcille gives him a look.

    “Kabru is to artists what monsters are to you,” she puts it more bluntly.

    “Oh,” Laios mutters.

    And so unto the kingdom, the royal painter declared, ‘At long last, I have found my muse.’

    Laios just has to deal with it.

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    03 Sep 2024

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    1- super cute

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    In one world, Laios meets a ghost. He comes away with strange dreams, and a song that always stays stuck in his head. Over the years, he forgets.

    Until he meets the Lord of the Dungeon. And they call him by a name that’s not his (but once was).

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    01 Sep 2024

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    There were many such stories, he had read, where a fisherman would fall in love with a selkie and take her coat so she would forever remain a human. They would marry, then, and likely have children.

    "A happy ending," his mother had said with a soft smile, reading to him by his bedside, and quietly snuffed the candle out to tuck him in.

    What a cruel thing, he had always thought. To fall in love with something so beautiful and different, only to trap it in a world where it doesn't belong.

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    30 Aug 2024