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Machine Yearning by eunash_peddler (mercenary_lover)
Fandoms: Roblox (Video Game), Dream Game (Roblox), Dream Game - Fandom, Frozen Soul [DG]
07 Apr 2025
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Clovis scratches his stubbly chin, looking down into his emptied mug.
“Hmh. Did you charge this Nashatra lady for refills too?”
( "Time doesn't heal wounds, it scars them." )
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- Part 2 of ✴ " Les Amants Des Demain "
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Cigarette Wife by eunash_peddler (mercenary_lover)
Fandoms: Roblox (Video Game), Dream Game (Roblox), Dream Game - Fandom, Frozen Soul [DG]
07 Mar 2025
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"Nashatra was an eccentric one. Beyond her odd garbs and her curious aliases, beyond her distinct travelling of such great distances between dreams. She was an anomaly, for all intents and purposes."
( "Do Machines Mourn In C#?" )
Series
- Part 1 of ✴ " Les Amants Des Demain "
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Technobabble by eunash_peddler (mercenary_lover)
Fandoms: Roblox (Video Game), Dream Game (Roblox), Dream Game - Fandom, Frozen Soul [DG]
25 Feb 2025
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tech·no·bab·ble
/ˈteknōˌbab(ə)l/ • noun
incomprehensible technical jargon.
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✴ " Les Amants Des Demain " by eunash_peddler (mercenary_lover)
Fandom: Dream Game (Roblox), Dream Game - Fandom, Frozen Soul [DG], Roblox (Video Game)
07 Apr 2025
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"Each day I cry to you, but you do not answer."
She kneels within the snow, eyes buried deep within the cold steel of her palms. Her voice is broken — hesitant. Eunoia was never hesitant.
"I've given all I could back to you. Tore away each imperfection and laid myself bare upon the patch of tilled dirt you lay beneath. Whatever remains of you — outside of my mind."
"I yearn for a world where we had never met. I yearn to feel as complete as I had with you."
"Maybe that is selfish. Was it selfish for me to have loved you at all? To still love you as I do?"
"... I know now. Know better than to dwell on these creeping thoughts that plague my my reverent systems.
"Each day I cry to you, but you do not answer."
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Eunoia finds herself staring at the scabbard attached to Clovis' hip more than she would like.
She could see those small mannerisms in him. Could see her passion, see that wonderful glint in his eyes whenever he knew he was right.
But it was different.
Cielcay had not designed her with this level of feeling — and yet her banks would flood in sorrow at the thought. What would she become?
> " The Lovers of Tomorrow "
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