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The nursery is painted.
Furniture bought.
Costco boxes of wipes stashed away in the closet.
A baby mobile, handmade with little felt hockey figures, dangles over the crib.
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The Stanley Cup can grant wishes; Shane and Ilya make theirs.
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- Part 31 of Retro Writing - May 2026 Challenge
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06 Jul 2026
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Ahead of him on the path, looking resplendent in a long black and gold coat with fur at the cuffs and along the rim of his felt hat, stands Ilya Rozanov; second son of Grigori Rozanov. He has a cigar hanging loosely from his lips, which are cocked into a familiar smirk.
He’s infuriatingly handsome, a gem of the court, and worst of all… he knows it.
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- Part 29 of Retro Writing - May 2026 Challenge
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06 Jul 2026
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Rozanov’s eyes shoot open, and Shane swears he sees a glimmer of red in them before they fade back to their curious peridot green.
“Hollander.”
“Are you okay?” Shane asks awkwardly, adjusting his grip on his towel.
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- Part 24 of Retro Writing - May 2026 Challenge
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06 Jul 2026
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"Come in.” the boy says impatiently, his Russian enviably flawless.
“Sorry.” Shane mutters back. He’s still working on his vocabulary, but years of listening to Ilya muttering in Russian whenever they were together has given him a pretty good ear for the accent.
“You speak Russian?” the boy demands in rapid Russian. “Do you know what’s going on? Where am I? Where’s my Mama? Who is this fucker?”
“Slowly, please. I am learning. Say it again, please.” Shane replies with deliberate care, stepping into the hotel room and closing the door. “And don’t say fucker.”
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- Part 14 of Retro Writing - May 2026 Challenge
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06 Jul 2026
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Ilya’s heart starts to race as he hurriedly shoves his hand inside the rumpled material. Ignoring the exuberant players and their daemons around him, Ilya’s fingertips have barely grazed soft feathers before he’s carefully scooping the tiny body of a sparrow out of his jersey.
“Evie, malysh.” he whispers, horrified.
Shane’s daemon, a tiny sparrow with a mottled mix of brown feathers, lies limp in his hand. She looks so tiny, so fragile like this, that Ilya can’t help but cup his hands protectively around her little body. Running the pad of his thumb gently along her head and back, he tries to coax her awake; though she shivers and pulls her wings back close to her body, she doesn’t wake up.
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- Part 12 of Retro Writing - May 2026 Challenge
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06 Jul 2026