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“Because of that head injury,” Sanson said, staring at the clouds they were passing, “I have…a hard time remembering things. Big details are fine but it’s little things. It’s like they slide right off my brain, no matter how hard I’m trying to hold on to them.”
Following a concussion during a Twin Adder mission, Sanson's short-term memory is not what it use to be. But he's figured out how to live with it – he keeps a journal to ensure he doesn't forget anything important.
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01 Sep 2026
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Sanson's had a TBI, and doesn't let it slow him down
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AU. Effie Sunhaven, a minor princess of Gridania, has always known that one day, she would be sold off into political marriage. All she can do is wait in her gilded cage, forced to keep her distance and painfully lonely for it...
Until she meets the handsome new stablemaster, and everything changes. But when time runs out on their dangerous affair and suitors from the noble houses of Ishgard come calling, they'll need their very own knight in shining armor.
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11 Aug 2026
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Some mideval romantasy good good! Haurchefant and Erenville both have a lot of love to give
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Estinien has spent years struggling to find the key to being 'normal', continually failing to understand why everyone else places such emphasis on sex. His lack of desire for full intimacy doesn't mean he has no wish for touch or affection, but his inability to go farther has already cost him one relationship with a man he loved with all his heart. He has no reason to believe a second attempt will end any differently, but he doesn't want to spend his life alone.
G'raha certainly can't empathize with Estinien's plight, but he does understand what it's like to be alone and untouched for far too long. If they can offer each other a solution for their mutual touch-starvation, he sees no reason not to indulge themselves. It doesn't take much of soaking in Estinien's affection before he has to admit that this is no longer a merely friendly exchange. He's willing to make sacrifices and compromises, if it means they can be together.
The biggest obstacle they face might not be Estinien's refusal to engage in sex, but rather his refusal to believe in the possibility that they can last.
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This work began as an answer to the questions: what would actually prompt a Viera to leave their woods behind and venture into the wider world? Especially if they truly believe in the Green Word and everything it stands for? What is it like, to be a Viera? What is it like, to be blessed and cursed with power, chosen by Hydaelyn, forced to leave your home behind?
Join me on this deep dive into Viera lore and culture as I imagine it, and the twists and turns it takes the author on. The journey starts with Aruna, a kit just at the cusp of presenting and discovering their gender, and many stories are told to me by them and those around them. Stories of the past, stories of the present, stories of the people.
Hearken, Viera, to Word of the Green
From Mountains to Jungles and all in between
By grace of the Woods we are living today
By grace of the Woods, in the Woods we shall staySeries
- Part 3 of Living by the Green Word
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The Warrior of Light is dead, and now his murderer must take his place.
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“Do you die with regrets, most lost of Travelers?”
He does not have the luxury of pondering it: as she speaks, he remembers, and it's the last memory the one that breaks him. The one that has him laughing, falling to his knees. Curling his tail around his leg as his laughter devolves into the kind of cackling that would better fit an Overlord.
“Then die, Slayer of the Chosen.”
All goes black once again, and the strength of the Light is overwhelming.
“Live, as another should have.”
His very soul feels on fire.
“Know, that you are my Child once more.”