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FESTIVAL OF THE SUMMER SOLSTICE, DAY 7. 17 OF SOL, 1107 Really, Caspar only wanted a reason to be near the water. And, by the gods, were the trees they'd ...

The thing with party days on festival week, was that they seemed to never really end. Between greeting most of Alan's relatives and playing diplomat between Lyall's siblings and the ...

"Are you sure you can't stay, darling? You know it's not going to be the same without you, love." Leaning a hip against the porch railing, Lyall quietly nursed a ...

FESTIVAL OF THE SUMMER SOLSTICE, DAY 5. 15 OF SOL, 1107 They set out early in the morning. Around the same time Lyall had when he tried making the final ...

FESTIVAL OF THE SUMMER SOLSTICE, DAY TWO. 12 OF SOL, 1107 Pacing up and down the second hall, Lyall pounded on all doors and walls, far louder than was necessary, ...

The gate ahead was slowly dragged open by the man on watch. Lyall glanced over his shoulder between his steely partner and what little of the Manor's roof he could ...

The social implications of treating Tiberius Hemming were starting to sink in. Fully. The potential ramifications should anything go poorly, should Lyall misstep anywhere in any way, especially if it ...

Midtown was. Maze-like. Caspar usually had a good sense of direction, but that really only served someone when they knew an area. He did not know this area. He paused ...

Picking the dirt and grass from his clothes, Lyall bounded after his friend as he lead the way into the heart of the outdoor theatre. An open space everywhere but ...

Today was off to a... an off-start, one could say. The late night prior, just to fit in as much precious time as he could with his good friend Cyrin, ...

Waking with a start to a darkened room, Aaron blindly fumbled for anything he could use in self defense. His short-term memory told him he'd be faced with the addict ...

Something was on the horizon. Though the war had ended, and the world strangely enough seemed to find a new rhythm just fine so soon after, Caspar knew that was ...

Per the pattern as of late, Lyall awoke with instant regret. He pulled down the blanket from over his head and squinted out into a bright living room. Brown ceiling ...

The night shift at the clinic was oftentimes slow-going and dead-silent. Thus, it was that much more dramatically shattered in the event a case unexpectedly dropped in. In such an ...

In his defense, Lyall never planned for nights to go like this. Moreover, he always ensured other affairs were in order, and prior obligations fulfilled, in the event he did ...