Belt

a small cross stitch pattern; white lungs with different flowers and plants and moss on it, it has a black background



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  1. Public Bookmark 22

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    “Bolaire! Halandil’s been hurt!”

    There were many words, Bolaire reflected, that could be strung together to create some truly awful sentences.

    And those four created perhaps the worst sentence that any tongue had ever uttered.

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    Halandil is poisoned by a rogue attacker and Bolaire is forced to reckon with the fact that being connected to a weapon that was once meant to kill gods can really enable some of his worst desires and impulses.

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    30 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 12

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    "Do you want some company?" Bolaire asks, stopping a few steps away.

    Azune stares at him, then blinks sluggishly, shrugs.

    "If you wish."

    Bolaire does not move.

    "This isn't what I asked. Do you want me to stay?"

    Azune tenses up, and there's a spark of annoyance in his eyes now, though it is quickly smothered by the usual cool professionalism. They stare at each other, blue pinprick to dusky hues; Azune blinks first. He looks away, hugging his knees against his chest.

    "I don't mind if you do."

    That's as good as he's going to get. Bolaire closes the distance and sits next to Azune, leaving some space between them. Silence stretches, the strain bleeding into disinterest — then, eventually, into a tenuous sort of camaraderie.

    (In the aftermath of the assassination attempt, a chat between mask and masked.)

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    24 Jun 2026

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    Imprimatur, from Latin, "let it be printed."

    Hob meets his stranger in 1489, eager to show him his new trade in printing. His stranger, to Hob's surprise, is just as eager to see what he has made of himself.

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    22 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 78

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    Azune flinched as Bolaire raised his hands to cup the young man’s cheeks, covering both his birthmark and more than one bruise and bloodstain. “You know who I am?” The mask asked. A nod into his hands. “Good. Listen to me carefully, my dear. If you want, I can take it all away for a little while. If you put me on, I will get us both out of here, and you don’t have to see or think about anything. How does that sound?”

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    After being kidnapped and held for ransom by one of the city's younger and more reckless thieves guilds, Azune is injured and traumatized to the point where his friends can't rescue him without hurting him worse. Letting Bolaire put him on/putting on the mask lets Hal, Bolaire, and Murray get him out of there, but taking him off again will be a lengthier, and gentler, process.

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    19 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 24

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    He’s never going to starve again. Not if Erid can help it. Not if Rocky has any say in it.

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    28 May 2026