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“Burakh remembers the first time they had slept together (not like that, not yet); how they had tried to fit both of their selves side by side on Dankovsky’s single bed — how they had managed, somehow. He remembers the electric feeling of skin against his; how Daniil’s legs entwined with his like oaken roots, how the hairs on his arm brushed against him like hyphae. It’s that, then, now, for now; it’s something entirely different. They kiss now like carrion birds.”
An invitation of Dankovsky’s to a gala celebrating the triumphs of modern medicine (and his new work recalling the common fight against the pest) makes its way to Town-on-Gorkhon. Him and Burakh quite missed each other.
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17 Jun 2026
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“All stories are about Death, except the ones that are about Life, which by deduction are also about Death. All dreams are about devouring, except the ones that are about throwing up, which by deduction are also about devouring. Everytime Burakh would dream he would eat: he would eat voraciously, passionately. His teeth would tear through the thread binding waking world and sleeping world like he was pulling stitches. Like he was trying to pry himself open. And he was: at the threshold of that wound, between the open lips of this parted cut, laid and lived the snaking path of his ways; the rope he was to walk to the knowledge of the Earth and the knowledge of everything else.”
Burakh comes home to nothing, and to something else entirely. Waking, walking dreams bear witness to him (and he bears witness to them) — a long story about strings of dreams for the dream-eater, and what he finds in that lingering hunger: death and defiance, life and love, and all of their satellites.
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17 Jun 2026
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They have some time to themselves between dissections and the sharing of alms.
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12 Jun 2026
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Daniil contracts Hanahaki disease. It would be a rather pitiful case of dramatic irony if this is what kills him.
"Love is a growing thing," Eva intones, as if it were part of a rhyme, or a song. Possibly it is. "Flowering like… I can’t recall the rest, it’s been so long…” Gaze distant, voice dreamlike. Then she blinks and suddenly she’s actually seeing him again. “Whoever it is you're feeling for, you should tell them. Love isn't meant to be kept all inside you."
Love. Love. "Eva," he says, fighting the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose, "I am not in love."
She shrugs. "If you say so. You really should tell them soon, though. You can't breathe right with something like that cooped up behind your ribs."
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11 Jun 2026
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Daniil Dankovsky arrives in the Town-on-Gorkhon with the intention of defeating death. After he meets his untimely end, he's offered a chance to do just that, time and time again. But the rules of the game have changed, and Death never plays fair.
Still, Daniil isn't one to give up without a fight. Even if it means dying a hundred times over in this cursed town.
He'll defeat the Sand Pest and Death once and for all, no matter how many attempts it takes, or what he has to sacrifice to achieve it.
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11 Jun 2026
