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Most people who were unlucky enough to meet Jonathan Sims assumed he had no friends. This was true, up to a point two months after Jon became a researcher at the Magnus Institute: afterwards Jon had no friends, except for Sasha James.
In which Timothy Stoker is attributable to a fake dating scheme, Gerry Keay is attributable to witchcraft, Martin Blackwood is attributable to an ill-advised crush, and Daisy Tonner is attributable to soulmates.
And in which Sasha James is attributable to arson.
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18 Dec 2024
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Jonathan Sims listens to a tape and makes a choice.
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“We will see each other again.” Hannibal tells her, voice steady with determination.
There’s a brief pause, and then: “We won’t see each other again for a long time, Han.”
“Soon.” He turns his head up so that she can see his eyes. So Mischa can see that this time, his promise will mean something, no matter the cost. “Once I get the last one, I’ll… I can go.”
Mischa’s eyes widen with horror. “No. You can’t.”
“Why not?”
“Because someone is waiting for you.”
Hannibal freezes. He narrows his eyes. “Who?”
“Don’t know,” Mischa replies with a little shrug. “Someone special.”
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16 Dec 2024
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‘The dream always begins with darkness. Rolling in, fog-thick. Will allows it to swallow him. Waits until accustomed to it, until he sees the familiar shape of the tree. He walks, barefoot, towards it and reaches out a hand to caress the black feathers that frill each of its twisted branches. Inhales the intoxicating scent of its lush bounty of roses: deep maroon, bursting with thick whorls of rosetted petals. He doesn’t touch them. Knows to his cost that when he does, they die - stiffen, clay-brittle, and fracture. The crumbled remains of early casualties are sprayed across the ground. Dream or not, here there is only forward momentum.
And a presence, watching from behind a seething veil of silence. A face of sharps and planes. A sweep of ashen hair. A mulish mouth. Hawkish eyes, molasses dark.'
When Will Graham walks into Jack Crawford's office at Quantico, the last thing he expects is to meet the man of his dreams. Literally!
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15 Dec 2024
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Everyone has a soulmate. Someone they will connect with on such an intimate level that they are like one mind in two bodies. It comes on the cusp of adulthood, a shared link between two minds. It will start with feelings, emotions shared across the connection. Some people claim senses; smell and sound. Those who are thoroughly, intensely intertwined can claim to send their very thoughts towards each other, although it’s generally considered bad luck to use the connection to find each other sooner than you are meant to.
It is a wonderful thing, to know that no matter who you are or what you’ve done, somebody out there will understand you. Or at least, it’s supposed to be.
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