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The light of the campfire revealed a horned, pitch black, leathery skinned Damascus. No wonder he'd been so difficult to find in the dark! "You do have horns!" Boris said ...

Damascus sank me to the floor, and although our bodies arose, my mind remained there. Surely he knew exactly what he was doing. People danced with each other all the ...

The beast loped over to Nadira, and roared menacingly at her. The poor girl, she was talking back to it, as some kind of fevered coping mechanism, surely. I was ...

I met Zephyrus' introduction with a look of resigned disdain. "More gods. Delightful. If he is a part of Kartiel and Rendra's lot, I am going home." I said. Jokes ...

I'll admit that it relieved me to find that Damascus' troubles arose from sources unrelated to myself. I was moderately disgusted that such a thing should bring me relief, but ...

Pick one or many of your favourite characters, and figure out a death for them, based on these two pointers- -how dumb is it -how embarrassingly possible is it I'll ...

With Damascus' kind tutoring, it wasn't too difficult to adjust to this elevated style. When the time came to pick up the pace, I was all too glad to follow ...

Some blissfully imbecilic part of me had hoped that perhaps, if I went to sleep in the dream, I might wake up at home. Yet not only was I trapped ...

Sevy was unconvinced. I was glad that he was at least not visibly disturbed by this, but still, it was embarrassing. I did not dwell on the thought for very ...

Raiden tumbled bodily from the roof, and thudded unceremoniously on the ground, in a stunningly apt imitation of my reputation after that old masquerade business. Sweet God. And there I ...

Thank God, it was Schadel and Engel! They were fine, Damascus was fine, everyone had been reunited, and even though some of the others had been so frightened, it would ...

Before he was remotely conscious of anything, Boris leaped back, knocking into Bo and Kartiel, who knocked Aegeas onto the floor, uttering blasphemous curses in German in an unceasing stream ...

Boris twitched, and rolled over, his mouth crumpling into a quivering frown. "You, you think this is a game?" he growled softly. "The beaarrs....they have the high ground...and supererior firepowerrrr

Edward said Schadel had a light, Boris repeated to himself. He squeezed Damascus' hand. Only to keep Damascus calm, of course.

Brotherly concern expressed, Boris stood back, coughed stoically, and wiped tears from his face. Nobody saw that, he told himself. It's too dark, nobody saw. "See, James?" he said, casually. ...