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On the centre of the page was her best drawing of Mr. Canis. It was easy to capture his likeness; he was already basically a stick figure. On his left was Daphne, smiling and holding his hand. Sabrina stood next to her, wearing the same smile. Daphne took some creative liberties with that. On Mr. Canis’s right was Granny. They were also holding hands. She even drew Elvis and the car. At the top of the paper read the words “Get Better Soon” with as many exclamation points as she could fit on the line following it. The sun was stuck up in the top corner, smiling down on them. Granny explained that Mr. Canis wasn’t like a werewolf and the moon had no effect, but she wasn’t taking any chances with this card.
Daphne draws a 'get well soon' card for Mr. Canis while he's sick following the end of book one.
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Lore knows he won't make it back from this battle, all he wants is to say goodbye to his family one last time. Alterity, however, won't let him leave so easily.
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Freckle loves hurt/no comfort and it's a problem. Unfortunately, this is all canon.
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Seventeen years ago, Jonas had chosen the woman who would become his wife by mentally checking off a list of qualities that would best appease society, that would best appease his family. She was young, objectively attractive, smart enough, and willing. He had told himself that she was the right choice. And yet every moment with her felt so painfully calculated, stiff, and unnatural. An imperfect imitation of affection, of love.
Niles Szereban was everything the Webber family would object against. A disgraced prosecutor, infamous for it, in fact. A man. A very notably gay man.
A very notably gay, very attractive man. One who had a piercing gaze, and shiny hair, and soft lips, and a body that felt as if it was made to be held by Jonas. -
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They were too coddled, Master Ikithon had said, and needed time away from their usual comforts. There would be times in their future where they would have to put up with worse than a night in a cold tower.
Bren’s father had once told him how, when he was off in the army, he had to spend a week sleeping in an old barn. The doors didn’t close right, and autumn was closing in on winter. The only reason he’d survived was because he and a couple of his fellow soldiers had huddled together for warmth.Or,
The first night Blumendrei spent in that tower.
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“Shit.” He picked up the newspaper that had been discarded in the trash. Shit, shit, shit, shit! The date on the top read March 24, 2003. He’d missed his mark by 16 years. How did he miss it by 16 years?
Or how Five ends up on the run with six thirteen-year-olds and they try to become a functional family.
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