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There is beauty in everything, even endings.

000

Hm. He definitely prefers not to waste either of their time with pointless suggestions.

000

A wise man knows that kindness does not always mean niceness.

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Perhaps. Or perhaps answers are not to be found without more extreme measures. What is Gil willing to risk to find what they’re searching for?

000

Oh, surely it will have the information they seek. And if not, there are only a few hundred more to search.

000

Ah, he loves learning nothing of use. He has a section of his library dedicated to those books.

010

Ah, that’s what the pungent aroma was.

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Zan @doomsdaycollector.bsky.social · 11/02/2026

Any books they can recommend?

000

“That seems to be the one consistency between worlds.”

000

Zan @doomsdaycollector.bsky.social · 11/02/2026

“Like a politician taking money directly from a veteran’s pocket.”

000

Zan @doomsdaycollector.bsky.social · 11/02/2026

“That is definitely a metaphor.”

000

Zan @doomsdaycollector.bsky.social · 03/02/2026

Good to see you having fun. Don’t forget to change back before returning to your wife.

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Zan @doomsdaycollector.bsky.social · 02/02/2026

“Funnily enough, that tale is incorrect. It was his mother, age 97, who did him in. Grew tired of her son’s bragging, I suppose… or the bloodshed he left in his wake.”

000

Zan @doomsdaycollector.bsky.social · 02/02/2026

“Hubie, do not speak to that one.”

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Zan @doomsdaycollector.bsky.social · 01/02/2026

@sundrinker.sunder.my “I suppose that did not go as you planned?” The owner of the voice, a man unknown to the Sundrinker, mused from nearby. “The baker is one you should have been wary of from the beginning, but I suppose hindsight is twenty-twenty.”

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“And do you enjoy mouth blisters?”

000

Who is he pointing that at?

000

“Toxicodendron rubiginosa. Devil’s Hoof, as it is more commonly known to locals. When the oils of the plant come into contact with skin, they cause a blistering rash. Very painful.”

000

“You may want to spit those out.”

000

Yes, I’ve been told I’m quite abrasive and too quick-witted for most common folk, like yourself.

000

We all have our crosses to bear, I suppose.

000

It would be. The one with the eyebrows. Or was that in a different timeline? It’s so hard to keep track.

000

I’m sure it would be. I wish you were the Scottish one. Think you can bring back that face or is it just the scruffy one?

000

“Ah, perfect. Who better to debate with than someone responsible for the death of their own people? I’d love to get a glimpse into your unique perspective.”

000

“It’s been too long since I’ve been able to have a good debate with someone.“

100

A quick teleport spell and Percy is back in his own home, tucked in, with a cup of tea next to his bed. It should be the perfect temperature when Percy finally wakes.

000

“Must I always associate with such stubborn fools?” He tutted, reaching down to move Percy’s face out of the dirt. “Come now. I will take you home.”

000

“Mhm, yes, I see.” Zan simply raised a hand, pressing a single finger against Percy’s forehead. “Sleep,” he commanded, channeling his magic into the word of power.

000

“Or, and this is an idea off the top of my head… You get one of your friends to do your errands and you, dare I say, go lie down to prevent anymore rogue spittle from infecting any passersby.”

000

He blinks a few times, positive he felt a few droplets spray against his face. “You should be in bed, Percival.”

000

“I have plenty of them. Keep it, good hunter.”

000

starfairy @quotes.sunder.my · 25/01/2026

He’d offer a handkerchief.

000

Reposted by Zan

We are not "born to die". Does a book begin just to finish? Does a song open with a beautiful chord just to end? Yes, we are born with the inevitable fate of death, but that is merely the final act of the play. We are born to love, to be joyous, to act, to feel. We are in fact, born to live.

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(He considers it for a long moment.) Are we speaking in a literal or metaphorical sense? I have an answer for both.

000

He reaches into a pocket of his jacket, fishing around before pulling out a small corked bottle. “Enjoy. It is made from the peaches of Flower-Fruit Mountain, in a land far from here.”

100

Last I heard she was one. Though, who know, perhaps that is no longer the case. Who among us hasn’t been a woman, even if for just a moment.

000

“Would you like a drink to go with your treat? I believe I have a non-alcoholic cider somewhere.”

000

Oh, most definitely. Last I heard, she was revealed to be a lich in disguise.

000

Unfortunately, my schedule didn’t allow for a good laugh. Just a singular one.

000

Without missing a beat, he continues speaking, eyes now on the goblin. “And that, young one, is the food chain in action. And one day, you too will be felled, whether by beast or time.”

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