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    The living Danny—maybe playing along, or maybe responding genuinely—raised both hands in a show of harmlessness. Like Lancer truly had him at gunpoint.

    Danny Fenton’s wet cold dead body was so heavy in Lancer’s single cradling arm.

    “Who are you?” Lancer asked very simply.

    And Danny, arms still raised high, let out a sigh deep enough to deflate his shoulders. Whatever light was in his eyes went dull, resigned to an acceptance Lancer could not in the moment understand.

    “I am your worst student,” Danny answered. And he lowered one arm exclusively to point. “And THAT is the dead body of my ghost clone.”

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    Alone on the farthest outskirts of Amity Park, Danny Fenton and Edward Lancer bury the dead body of Danny's clone. It is long and tedious work, and Danny can't dodge Lancer's questions forever. Surely it's only fair of Lancer to demand to know what he has been pulled into. Surely Danny could use someone on his side, now that his evenings are spent burying his clones.

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    04 Nov 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 34

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    The universe knows love because it has been made to understand it.

    When there is an act of love so wild and untamed, loud enough that the universe can feel it echoing through the already-there fragments in its core, it listens. It does not always respond, sometimes it cannot, but it always listens. When someone takes the time to stick their hands into the fragments of the universe, the universe will always take the time to hear their pleas.

    And the universe can be convinced.

    It begins like this:

    Two souls, so intertwined with each other that it is difficult to tell them apart at first, refuse to leave the world. They scream and howl and fight, and so the universe allows them time to adjust. This is not uncommon; sometimes, souls become afraid.

    These souls are not afraid. They are furious.

    The universe listens to their screaming. They are loud and angry, and they demand to go back.

    The universe listens a little more carefully.

    They demand to go back to “her”.

    (or, nothing is ever set in stone, the end, and something new)

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    30 Oct 2025

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    Mira wakes up gasping, feeling like she’s been struck by lightning. For a second, she’s half convinced she’s still asleep, lights and noise flashing behind her eyes, playing out in her mind like a movie that she feels like she’s seen a thousand times.

    The smell of dirt and earth; the brush of fingers across her knuckles; the weight of a shovel in her hands; the quiet hum of an open fridge interspersed with talking; soft music playing from another room; the heat of stage lights; sunbeams from open windows, spilling past a chair; fresh strawberries; pen ink smudged on her palms; silent promises ghosting across her temple; potted plants lining the hallway; snow on her face; I hate leaving; come back to me.

    Everything swirls and swirls until it collides inward on itself, noise and lights and memories and smells and tastes burning away at the back of her throat, settling deep inside of her chest where something—

    Tugs.

    And then the entire world is alive, not just inside of her head, and Mira feels the exact moment her thoughts sharpen and shift, allowing for one to come through the loudest.

    Zoey.

    (or, another cycle brings new changes)

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    29 Oct 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 35

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    “Are you—like...um, with...anyone?” She offers, wincing at the way Zoey starts to laugh at her again. “Sorry! I think I’m just, like, tired, or something. It’s early!” Rumi laughs burying her face in her hands. “I swear I’m usually not like this.”

    “It’s okay!” Zoey giggles, holding up her hands as she bobs her head up and down. “I get it! You—you literally watched me trip and eat shit and almost die, you’re totally good, don’t even worry. And it’s, like...complicated?” Zoey offers, her grin getting a little wider as the words come out. “It’s hard to explain.”

    Rumi raises an eyebrow. “Like...have you guys not...confirmed anything?”

    “I wish it was that easy,” Zoey mutters, rolling her eyes. “Like I said, complicated. They’re just really stubborn. Which is, like, a good thing! But...y’know,” Zoey says, waving a hand, “It’s just...difficult, sometimes. We’re working on it.”

    “Well, I hope it works out,” Rumi says, sincerely.

    Zoey grins, ducking her head again. “It’s working out just fine.”

    (or, a look into a new cycle)

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  5. Public Bookmark 35

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    Eight thousand layers just to meet someone.

    How many more to keep them? How many more to hold?

     

    or, a universe where reincarnation is real, and where Mira will find Rumi across lifetimes, every time.

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    25 Oct 2025