Category: Non-Fiction
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Chapter One: The World at Full Volume The world has grown more advanced, more crowded, and harder to navigate. No task has grown harder than making your way through it without losing yourself. In former ages, a person might spend…
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Sword World is a Japanese tabletop RPG with deep lore, old-school fantasy energy, and a huge rabbit hole of fan translations, tools, and community resources. I recently fell headfirst into it, and now I am trying to drag more people…
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Chapter 24: We Are Watching Tsungdung Street was coming alive for the evening. Stalls clattered open, woks hissed, vendors called out prices over piles of fresh produce. The air smelled like grilled meat and chili oil, and Apricot’s empty stomach…
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Chapter 22: Hidden In The Open The next morning, Apricot’s train ride downtown passed in a blur of neon reflections and raw nerves. She gripped a metal pole as the carriage swayed, Chino’s words looping through her mind like a…
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Chapter 17: Protect Yourself Sleep refused to come. Twenty minutes of staring at the ceiling, and Apricot had slipped out past Jasper, down the stairs, into the night. The wooden gate swung beneath her hand. Beyond it, the suburb lay…
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An Instructive Treatise for the Uninitiated Composed by Archivist Mereth Talo, Third Keeper of the Technical Scrolls Imperial Library, Laver You ask me of glythes, and I confess I am pleased by the question. Too few in our age understand…
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The world stands on its peak,like a coin that refuses to fall.Every street feels thin beneath me,every handshake hides a thorn in the soft.They say one wiser heart todaymust carry the weight of seven sagesyet mine keeps slipping through the…
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I stand in the glass where the daylight shiversPolishing courage along my skinFolly waits by the door like weatherTrying to storm its way back in I dress in patience thread by threadLace my calm where my heartbeat sitsDiscourtesy knocks with…
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Chapter 3: Afternoon Blue Ash City moved at its usual weekday rhythm. Footsteps crossed the pavement, vendors called over the thrum of traffic, and neon signs glowed stubbornly against the hard midday sun. Apricot moved with the current down Iwai…
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Chapter 2: Morning Red light pulsed behind Apricot Signa’s eyelids, warm and steady with her heartbeat. She drifted inside it. Safe. Buzz… buzz… The sound pulled her loose. Her eyelids parted, vision swimming in a soft wash of color. The…
