CryptidoftheCove

Mutant mayhem Donatello. He is smiling.



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    I think I will die soon, was what they were supposed to say. What they wanted to say. Yet, the words never left their lips.

    They knew Mekh was studying them, as if sensing something they could not decipher. It was obvious from the way the Elder did not reply, did not push; obvious from how there were no footsteps and no rustling of clothes. Alef did not need to look to picture Mekh standing there, brows furrowed, their only eye scrutinising the Prince’s posture and what was visible of their face.

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    05 May 2025

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    Alef can still recall the quiet evenings in Isle, the sun going down over the endless ocean and the streets below emptying slowly, colourful tents filling with laughter and lively chatting as the residents joined their friends and families for dinner. They remember melancholy in the air and fragments of ancient songs wafted by the gentle wind all the way to the Temple, replaced with bittersweet silence once they came to an end.

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    27 Apr 2025

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    Daleth is afraid of being forgotten. Which, put this way, doesn’t really make any sense: they’re the most experienced and wise of all Elders, they’re the one others look up to, their advice is welcome and sought. There’s no reason for them to fear being forgotten, not really, not with the impact they have on the lives of so many people.

    Still, Daleth wonders if it’ll be enough once they’re gone.

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    27 Apr 2025

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    Would things have gone differently if they had been different? Would Alef still be around, would the Kingdom still be safe and sound? Would the two still be close if Daleth had been more pushy, or less pushy, or-

    They do not know what they should have done differently. And not knowing it is far, far worse than knowing could ever be.

    Daleth suddenly wants to be all by themself in their room, with no one to disturb them for a whole month or two. They could re-read all their favourite books, or sleep for days, or maybe reminisce about the old times and cry their eyes out. It would do them good.

    Resh makes a funny sound and speaks again.

    “No, you didn’t.”

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    Daleth finds the King, maskless and scarred, sitting near the Temple one morning. They talk, or at least try to.

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    27 Apr 2025

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    “Tell me, Nesting Guide,” the mothling says, rocking back and forth on a chair that is standing a little too close to the counter, “Who’s that in the painting that you keep staring at when you think you’re alone?”

    Nesting Guide turns to look at the picture hanging above their working table. Their gaze lingers on it for some time, and they let out a quiet sigh. The carpenter isn’t even sure if it still makes sense to have the painting here in the workshop, after all this time, but they think they’ll never bring themself to take it away. For some reason, be it sentimentality or something else, they can’t.

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    27 Apr 2025