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Magic is bound inextricably with suffering. It is sought only by those who either have naught else to turn to or hunger for more than they have already. Whichever seed begets it, magic grows only when nurtured by intent, and will take on a form horribly true to the deepest crevices of the mind of its wielder. If the intent is kind, so too can the magic bloom into something kind and lovely. If the intent is wicked, the heart cruel... then the magic will become a story passed on in whispered warni...
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by on December 6, 2025
 Adeena's presence wanes and fades, she lets herself go and reform then solidify again. The curse binds her to one world, yet her soul belongs to so many more. It's in her memories, you see, not just as Adeena but as every incarnation of Despair; Name that she takes for herself as both title and calling. And Hope was always there too. Sometimes Justice, sometimes Knowledge, but always Hope.   Except for this time. There's a stallion sleeping on the couch, earbuds on and his back to the rest o...
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by on September 24, 2025
Adeena stares into the mirror, and it stares back at her. A light aqua-colored hair that gradients into darker shades as it flows gracefully around her delicate features; Slit-eyes like that of a reptile, purple and complex in their unsettling beauty; Brown chitin, smooth to the touch like skin yet hard and jagged at the edges. She raises her hand, grabs at one of the slight outcrops at the side of her chin, and pulls it, ignoring the pain and the blood that follows. Only a sliver of the chitin ...
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by on July 20, 2025
 Adeena's consciousness fades in and out as her eyes adjust to a sudden change in brightness. The glow of the moon and the salt in the breeze roll into the foyer, the book on her chest feels heavy and her back aches from having fallen asleep on the sofa. The front door is open.  Her joints creak and crack, a pain she's all too familiar with- The chitin has again overgrown whilst she dreamed of a life she never lived. She sits up and sets her grimoire aside, eyes focused on the open door. It's...
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by on October 25, 2022
Using the last of her strength, Ephemeria fished out her keys and unlocked the entrance to her store, tugging the door open and pocketing back the key into her saddlebag. She walked into the shop and dropped the tall stack of packages trailing along with her, releasing a hefty sigh. It turned out even plants could begin to weigh one down if in significant quantities. Her near-panting breath supported that fact. But... rest will come soon enough. Her rhythm had been set for the finishing touche...
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by on September 3, 2022
[/u] There was an unfamiliar tense air filling the interior of the Spring household, in the otherwise pleasant and sunny dawn of a weekend day. A gnarly-looking bandage on the upper half to shoulder of Ephemeria's left leg appeared to be the main contributor to the awful mood. Odd enough, her current frustration and gloom laid particularly on the immobilising part of the injury. Any more than a minute and the pain left her panting and burning up. The admittedly funky and cool metallic crutch p...
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by on July 21, 2022
"Shh...It's him...The one who..." "I heard no one else survived..." "They say he was by his self..." "...and then murdered them in cold blood, he did..." Clip cli-clop cli-clip cli-clop. ...
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by on February 24, 2022
Mirror rose before the sun. She had not slept, not really, and every part of her ached… but going back to bed would be futile. Her reality felt so surreal that a dream would have been a reprieve, had the universe deigned to allow her one. Weary in every sense of the word, she made the trek to her mirror, where she picked up a makeup brush and looked into the mirror. Her eyes flicked over each feature with increasing confusion. The features refused to resolve into a face - there was one eye,...
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by on February 16, 2022
At first, Mirror hardly noticed the frequency of Faith’s trips into town. She herself was rather indisposed, and so it only made sense that Faith would go instead for food and other necessities. When she did notice it, well - it was easier to pretend she hadn’t. If she had failed to notice these trips, she had no cause to wonder at the reason behind them, and no cause to look over her shoulder in fear of what Faith might be planning. Her mind seemed unable to lay the issue at rest. Despite ...
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by on November 15, 2021
Crystalline water. Grass so green it looked almost fake. Sunlight streaming in through the trees and playing through it all. The clearing had not changed since Faith had left it, that fateful day, and she went still staring around at where she had lived for twelve years. Mirror stepped past her. She fit perfectly into the magical place. Her mane was tied back in braids, but it still glittered and shone in the light - like glass, Faith thought. It was one of those moments that made her heart t...
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by on November 14, 2021
“Now, my precious little flower, you must stay here and stay quiet. Do you understand? This is very important. I love you more than anything in the world.” “I love you too, mum,” Hebe whispered, confused and frightened, but always obedient. The door shut. She sat huddled in her parents’ closet on the floor, in the dark. Muffled voices came from downstairs. Two were harsh and stern, two defensive, and then came a fifth voice that had a distinctly pompous air to it. She heard her name....
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by on November 13, 2021
It was just late enough that Mirror had returned from the woods, but not quite late enough to end the day and go to bed. The clock kept ticking every so often, infuriatingly slow, to signify the marching of time, and that made for the only sound in the cottage. When it had begun to grow colder, the crackling of a fire joined it, and bathed the lower floor in a rosy glow. Light rain fell outside. ...
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