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    The body wasn’t Cicero’s - it was Arnbjorn’s. And he wasn’t dead, only unconscious, though a steady stream of blood flowed from his matted hair. Cicero was nearby, though, in a corner of the cave, with his legs into his chest. He held a forge hammer, his eyes were unnervingly wide and when she looked into them, she only saw the void. 

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    26 Dec 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 16

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    "It stays the same, and it hurts just as much with each passing thought." Maomao could feel his eyes on her as he spoke, but she wasn't going to meet his gaze.

    "But it doesn't get any harder either. You've been through the worst of it, eventually it will feel so familiar the pain will be an old friend. It'll be a testament to all the love you felt, and you might even find comfort in knowing it never changed. But you'll grow, and you'll find other things to love that won't take his place but will keep you busy. You'll grow, and the pain will stay the same, but with all you've changed it'll feel like the grief did to."

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    19 Dec 2025

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    The Emperor is dying and Maomao has a choice to make.

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    12 Dec 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 83

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    She reaches into the fold of her sleeve and presses her fingers to the small vial hidden there—her own blend, dried mugwort and yarrow, something Luomen had once sworn warded off grief. “Placebo,” she’d told him. “Powerful things,” he’d replied, with that wheezing smile.

    She closes her hand around it.

    Then she walks, one foot in front of the other, away from the only place in the world that had ever smelled like safety.

    She does not look back.

    There is no point.

    The wood is rotting. The roof leaks. And the apothecary—without Luomen—smells like mold and loose ends.

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  5. Public Bookmark 26

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    Maomao woke with wet lashes and cold fingertips. The faintest trace of jujube still lingered in her throat.

    Outside, the house was silent.

    It could barley be called morning, but she'd sleep no more this night.

    Laba had arrived.

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    11 Dec 2025