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  1. Public Bookmark 80

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    "Are you in need of healing, Lae'zel? Hurt yourself with your own blade?"

    "Chk, I have tended to my blades for as long as I have been able to wield them," Lae'zel responded with a frustrated sigh. "This affliction is an old wound, one that stubbornly persists. Your healing would not be of much use in this case."

    "Good, I had no intention of wasting my magic on you anyway," she retorted.

    A world where you share the pain of your soulmate is already complicated. Even more so when you also have a mindflayer tadpole.

    STATUS: on Hiatus as the story is currently being rewritten! (re-written up to chapter 5)

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    06 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 3

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    Ideally, Shadowheart would be nowhere near Lae'zel. Unfortunately for her, she simply doesn't have the luxury to choose her allies when there's a mindflayer tadpole squirming around in her brain.

    A rather loose relationship study of Shadowheart and Lae'zel's song and dance. Covers all acts.

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    04 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 47

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    When Lae'zel wakes in the night to a knife at her throat, she was not afraid. Instead, she believes Shadowheart has begun the complicated battle of githyanki courtship. The sharran must know more about githyanki culture that she lets on, or she would not have threatened her... right?

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    01 Jun 2026

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    “ - t’sokay,” Rumi tries to assure Zoey, who's frantically hovering, but her words are slurred. “It only scratched me. I wasn’t bit.” Her back aches from where the werewolf had thrown her, but it’s nothing compared to the pain where its claws had ripped into her.

    “Why’d you push me out of the way?” Zoey demands, and there is so much pain in her voice that Rumi wants to reach for her, but Rumi’s hand won’t do anything but twitch uselessly at her ruined side.

    “Had to…” Rumi feels woozy, like she’s floating on a cloud, but she still manages a weak smile. “You were in danger… s’worth it…”

    “Idiot,” Zoey sobs. “You’re such an idiot, Rumi.”

    Rumi wants to laugh but it comes out like a cough, the sound thick and wet, as the red spills out past her smile in a rush.

    Ryu Rumi was trained to be a Hunter just like her mother before her. Until one night a Hunt goes horribly wrong and Rumi becomes the very thing she had sworn to destroy.

    Years since she fled Korea, Rumi firmly believes her past to be in the past.

    Only she’s never been that lucky.

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    25 May 2026

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    “You are not fooling us.” Mira states, coldly.
    “Where’s Rumi, demon?” Zoey hisses maliciously.
    “What!? Zoey, Mira, it’s me!”
    She takes a step back, hands raised. Her girls are behaving as if they saw her patterns, but… she made sure they were not visible?
    “Zoey, look, we call Celine, she can confirm-”
    “No need! Come on. We believe you.” Zoey cheerfully says, still smiling. “Rumi, everything’s OK. We were just thrown off by your ruined costume.”
    “However…”, Zoey uses her left index finger to point down, “…your patterns are visible on your tummy.”
    Horrified, Rumi looks down on her midriff, and lo and behold, three centimeters of jagged purple lines are visible on her skin!
    “Bingo! How fun!” Zoey exclaims, her distraction working.
    Rumi feels a hit on her left shoulder, something like a solid punch, not painful but it throws her off to the side making her stumble. She watches in fascinated disbelief the rear portion of a Shin-kal buried in her shoulder, with its gold filigree tassel gently swaying, blood darkening the fabric around the hilt.
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    01 May 2026