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Chapter 25: Perhaps I'm a Good Brother 3
The tower that we siblings were standing in front of had a much shorter profile on the horizon th...
Chapter 24: Perhaps I'm a Good Brother 2
I wondered what my parents wanted. Would they ask me to leave, taking the danger that I represent...
Chapter 23: Perhaps I'm a Good Brother 1
The skycruiser set down, and I sat, motionless, in it. I hadn’t announced my arrival yet, uncerta...
Chapter 22: Or Not 2
For a while, I didn’t move, simply considering how lucky I was that evushk had let me off easy th...
Chapter 21: Or Not 1
The Southern Fells Travel Center was smaller than the one in Ibis, and although its layout was si...
Chapter 20: The Terminal
In the Terminal, people popped into being around me with the same rattled look on their faces, bu...
Chapter 19: Ok, I'm a Badass 2
Well. This had been a travesty. For the love of all that might be holy, say I was wrong. Say he ...
Chapter 18: Ok, I'm a Badass 1
My footfalls spun the conspiracy’s remaining members to me, and I held my hands to either side, s...
Chapter 17: What the Hell Am I?
The face of the man shouting at me had been red for a solid five minutes now, and I was beginning...
Addendum
I imagine that you found this part of my story predictable and somewhat annoying, Elliot, but it’...
Chapter 16: Can I Not?
Once we were in the outer layer, the Lokke Vitras angled us toward one end of it, moving into an ...
Chapter 15: The Dreaded Ceremony
A waking state came to me slowly with a gradual diminishment of vivid dreams leaving me blinking ...
Chapter 14: Rituals Are Dumb
As I got dressed, I considered how best to ask the question on my mind. In the end, I decided to ...
Chapter 13: Well, That Was Ominous 2
I’d been left alone with House Kolb’s shukusen, a situation that should and would have had my sto...
Chapter 12: Well, That Was Ominous 1
Islae didn’t want me to leave. She wasn’t being clingy, to my relief. I’d never been sure of how ...
Chapter 11: Eavesdropping Is Usually a Bad Idea
With our guide gone, Fyester looked a little lost, so I flounced onto the bed, hoping to distract...
Chapter 10: Oh Look, I Have a Life
I met Fyester when I was fifteen years old during a House Kirst rotation. We’d immediately hit it...
Chapter 9: Hello There, Civilization
With my back pressed to crumbling concrete, I counted my breaths, loosely holding my rifle in fro...
Chapter 8: Attracting Unwanted Attention
“-haven’t seen someone show such promise in ages, Talira. He’ll work well. Start the process.” W...
Chapter 7: This Is Where It Gets Interesting 2
Eventually, an alert chimed from the console while our speed slowed to a stop, and tapping into t...