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    Twice before, this question had ended them; to think of a third attempt was madness.

    But two thousand years of it all - the wars, the treaties, the confessions swallowed, the chances squandered, and the memories of cypress trees - refused to stay buried any longer.

    With Dover's white cliffs at his back and Cap Blanc-Nez before him, Arthur's endless stubbornness finally found its end.

    [ This is the extended version of 'Between the Cliffs, Pour Toujours' from the 20th Anniversary Zine ]

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    06 Jul 2026

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    Francis and Arthur find some solace from the weight of the world for a moment.

    Just a short FRUK drabble because I am trying to get out of writer’s block.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    Paris, August 1944.
    After years of occupation and silence, England finally finds France again, but between them lies everything they went through in those years apart: a country held under shadow, a sky once burning over London. Yet their love never faded; it only waits to be touched again, in quiet, careful steps.

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    16 Jun 2026

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    Arthur swallowed, watching Alfred slip into unconsciousness. His thin eyelashes fluttered over baby soft cheeks, though not as round as they should have been. Arthur touched the rim of his ear, delighting how small the translucent shell was. Alfred was a sickly baby, Arthur was under no delusion of the fact. Every time the boy coughed, something seized in his chest.

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    Arthur Kirkland is a single father focused solely on raising his rambunctious twin boys: that is, until meeting a handsome stranger throws his plans to the winds and forces him to learn how to be a little selfish.

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    He knows the story. [...] XIII century. Francis, one of Romulus's grandchildren. A guardian of the Underworld by training, by appointment, by the inheritance of those with enough of the old blood in them. One day - and the sources differ on the reason, the motive, the degree of forethought involved - Francis came to the surface and took Arthur with him. Arthur, the son of the goddess Angharad, him too a half-mortal. Francis brought him here, to the Underworld, which was either an abduction or a complicated invitation depending on which version of events one could trust.
    War followed, a century of it: [...] Romulus intervened eventually, as gods do when the destruction reaches a sufficient scale. He punished Francis the way the gods punish people who are their own blood and whom they love even in anger: a pomegranate, the fruit that came from the underworld and that will bind one's soul to it if eaten under specific rituals. He ate the whole thing before Romulus and Angharad and the Underworld claimed him as a guardian that will not be allowed to the surface anymore.
    Surprisingly, Arthur ate half of a pomegranate too.

    - From Flower of my soul, Act XX -

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    10 Jun 2026