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“Feofan,” the Tsaritsa speaks. He meets her eyes, her beautiful, benevolent eyes suddenly so full of . . . guilt. She stands, and the Harbingers straighten their backs, hands already over their hearts. Feofan can only continue to lean against Pierro, but he bows his head still. Gracefully, she climbs down the stairs, until she’s right in front of him.
She cups his tear-streaked cheek, and says, “I’m sorry, my child. My beautiful Feofan.”
Feofan asks the Tsaritsa to kill him.
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28 Jul 2026
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And there he is, small against the grassy expanse of their estate. Feofan rushes towards him, but the tank hinders him. Watching him struggle, Zandik starts running, and finally they collide—disastrously, cosmically. Zandik swoops him up in his arms, careful not to squeeze him. Their bodies coil around each other, locked in an embrace impossibly tight but gentle.
Feofan laughs, a true laugh. It resounds in an echo in his lungs, a sweet melody bouncing off those ashy walls.
“Zandik!” he says, delighted.
Feofan is dying.
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28 Jul 2026
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Zandik is dead. The agreement transfers to the attending physician.
Segment 35, Omega, is the attending physician.
Someone has to take inventory of what the dead leave behind. 35 begins with a grieving banker.
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27 Jul 2026
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Pre-Opened Bottles Are Not Gestures of Trust by drzealous
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
11 Jun 2026
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In which Pantalone accepts a drink from a Fontainian diplomat who definitely tried to kill him, waits five days to seek medical attention because the quarterly reports weren't going to file themselves, and proceeds to say things on an operating table that the Segments will spend the next century thinking about.
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27 Jul 2026
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twist a knife (in the belly of the monster) by gutsandgloom
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
23 Sep 2023
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Yet he is here, standing before what is by all means a monster.
“What are you?” Pantalone repeats, at last—a fissure, the arc of a blade, the final convergence.
“Human,” Dottore answers. The crescent imprint of their flame plays along the diameter of his irises, bright and scorching. “I am painfully human.”
Pantalone is tasked with seeking and returning Il Dottore after his segments perish, no matter how long he must take to convince him. Amidst bloodshed and prayer comes a realization: it turns out Dottore is hiding far more than he seems.
(Or: an exercise in equivalent exchange.)
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20 Jul 2026