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Victoire wakes to the sound of a starling murmuration passing over Oxford, a vision of sugar pearls painted on waves of dark chocolate wings. It’s red and dark out, though the horizon—or what little of it isn’t obscured by the skyline—glows like brightest noon.
Victoire pushes back her sheets and immediately notices that she’s somehow even more tired than before. It’s oppressive now, a shard of hurt in her chest, dulled by the disorientation, intensified by memories. She can’t do this. She cries. She drops out of her bed and plods over to the window; they’re two stories up, hardly high enough to break an arm. And yet her head is so heavy, her legs lame, and she wants to sink into the floor and then some, keep sinking until there’s no light to remember she’d ever been born at all.
Victoire tries to save her cohort. Time travel + slice of life.
(TW for suicidal ideation and mentions of character death)
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26 Apr 2025
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Griffin was not made to be good.
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24 Apr 2025
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“Don’t you know why?”
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24 Apr 2025
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The building begins to fall around Robin at a violent pace. He’s gripping the silver bar tightly now. It won’t be long. The floor is shaking, the roof is falling, and he thinks of that happy place of his, that memory, and then he desperately whispers the words engraved on the bar—
Nothingness. For an instant, there is absolute nothingness.
And then—
Robin opens his eyes. For a moment, he wonders if he’s made it to the afterlife. He’s on that hill again, and next to him is the picnic basket. He could smell the cheese laid out next to the chocolate that he and Ramy had spent too much of their money on. His eyes begin to water at the sight.
“Birdie?”
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Before Robin dies in the collapse of Babel, he gets a second chance to do it all over again. He’s not going to waste it.
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24 Apr 2025
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Ramiz Rafi Mirza, in rises and falls.
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24 Apr 2025