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  1. Summary

    Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven? And is not the lute that soothes your spirit the very wood that was hollowed with knives?

    I say onto you, they are inseparable. Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

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    A romantic little series about revenge, recovery and finding love while you're still a bit fucked in the head

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  1. Public Bookmark 50

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    He’s sat down on the couch now, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, shoulders all tense again, and Blanc is hit with the urge to reach forward and sink his hand into his neck like he did yesterday. But then again, pent up as Jud is, what was acceptable to him last night might not be such a good idea now. If Blanc being in his vicinity right now seems like a welcome presence, he’s pretty sure Jud would explode if he were to poke at him the wrong way.

    “Are you sure,” Blanc says, “that you’re alright with me goin'?”

    Jud looks at him then, skittish, from the corner of his eye. His body is still turned away from Blanc’s, jittery, his knee bouncing. “I’ll be okay,” Jud says. “Promise I’ll behave.”

    “Sure,” Blanc says. “Because you’re so good at behavin'.”

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    26 Jan 2026

  2. Rec 5

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    Sebille was all too familiar with death, the feeling of a body turning lifeless in her hands, blood leaking from wounds, bones and ligaments torn and deformed, the taste of flesh on her tongue. But holding someone living? That feeling was so unspeakably different, so much more pleasurable. The presence of a soul makes so much of a difference.

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    Sebille finds herself lost after escaping The Master's thrall, only fuelled by anger and adrenaline. But as she experiences more of Rivellon, she begins to wonder if she kills for the right reasons. Lohse, a lackadasical musician, seems to think that she does. But they both know that morality is more complicated than the arbitrary labels one can assign to things.

    Is Sebille even worth caring for? Is Lohse truly who she says she is? How can one make sense of the world when it's been turned on its head so many times?

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    28 Mar 2025

  3. Rec 99

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    /a medicine mixed with something sweet, such as honey, to make it more palatable./

    The wizard is a bomb. Astarion means to make that impending doomsday his alone.

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    09 May 2024

  4. Rec 3

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    Зарисовки по прохождениям

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    15 Aug 2024

  5. Public Bookmark 83

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    "His head was resting against Gale’s shoulder, soft curls tickling his neck, and Gale barely dared to breathe. He feared that he could scare him off if he moved, as if he was handfeeding a skittish little animal.

    Gale had long fallen into the enchantment of the touch, the sensations being almost too much to handle; so soft, so tender, so much trust there which he still wasn’t sure how to accept."

    And then, of all things, they had to talk about Mystra.

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    15 Nov 2023

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