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“Who,” Eurypon asked, his mind immediately going back to his son. He hoped Mydeimos had managed to escape from that pervert's clutches. Found some excuse to slip away. Gone to bed early or something. Really, anything would work.
He grimaced, his thoughts souring instantly as reality hit him.
His son didn't want to get away from that pervert. His son was probably with that pervert right now, doing gods knew what, completely by choice and his own free will.
Phainon and Mydei's relationship through (mostly) Eurypon's eyes throughout the years.
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20 Feb 2026
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"'Flins'?" Flins asked, his tone mildly surprised but courteous. "I am seldom called as such. Why, my good sir, do I perhaps know you? If I do, please forgive me for I cannot remember."
"Hang on a second." Illuga grabbed the edge of Flins' coat. "If Flins is not the name you're used to, what do they call you?"
"Ah. My apologies." Flins took his hat and bowed, his grace and elegance untouched by the howling snow. He took Illuga's fingers and pressed them to his lips—much like the first time they met. "Allow me to introduce myself, my good sir. Around these parts, I am called Kyryll, the Azure Flame."
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- Part 3 of faelightisms
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16 Feb 2026
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Despite being a new recruit, there's an eager but benign confidence to him, a need to prove himself that he speaks with. "I'm Illuga, I'm a member of the Lightkeepers logistics squad. Mr. Flins, yes?"
Without his permission, the corners of Flins' lips twitch up, quirking. "You haven't happened to see any other living soul around the cemetery, have you?" he questions instead, purely teasing as his tone carries his jest.
It appears the young man is caught off guard by his response, for his eyes widen a fraction, lips parting with surprise. Quickly does he school his expression, attempting to hide his reaction for something professional, "I haven't, no." He shakes his head. "I was told that no one else lives here besides you."
"Ah, then it seems you have indeed found who you're looking for." Flins crosses an arm over his chest, the other neatly placing itself behind his back as he politely bows. "An honor to make your acquaintance. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
A look at Flins and Illuga’s relationship behind the scenes.
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12 Feb 2026
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Peace is the cruelest season. The war is over, but Illuga is still at war with himself. Haunted and hollow, Illuga finds a dark logic in an old myth: that some are meant to burn out, not to last. On the edge of the north spire, he is met not by salvation but by devastating truth. And the one man who refuses to let him go.
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- Part 3 of Faelight (One-shot) 🕯️🪶
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06 Feb 2026
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Illuga almost dies.
Flins realises something after that.
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05 Feb 2026