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  1. Public Bookmark 31

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    “I guess I just don't get it.”

    “Don't get what, exactly?”

    “The appeal.”

    Klavier tilts his head. "I already explained the appeal, didn’t I? Besides…" The rings on his hand glint as he pushes his hair back. "Don't you see my face?"

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    Apollo investigates the appeal behind wearing make-up.

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    08 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 23

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    The first time Rolan brings it up is on an autumn night in senior year. They’re on the verge of greening out, so high things don’t feel real, laying on the floor of Rand’s parents’ attic.

    “Y’know, I wish you were a girl.”

    It breaks the silence like the tolling of a bell. The clock ticks over to three in the morning.

    “Whaddya mean?” Rand asks.

    “It’d be easier. Easier than living… living like this.”

    Rolan doesn’t elaborate any further.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    16 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 3

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    Ranboo has been in limbo for nearly thirty years now, and before their eyes, a new world emerges, beckoning them, they know not where.

    "A rest. A rest is all they needed. Then they would continue on their aimless path, following those silly flowers.
    But his mind was slipping.
    Away from his body.
    Away from his being, his mind was drifting off. And for a moment, they were home again. Home, warm and safe, secure in the arms of someone long gone, of someone long forgotten. Home on the grass block they’d spent thirty years of their death, and the grass was still there. Cradling them in a gentle embrace."

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    14 Dec 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 23

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    On the 22nd day of the final calendar month in the year 1488, a silent child is born.

    A mother holds her soft-skinned newborn with calloused hands. A father presses a simple kiss to a small head. A sister curls her fingers around the gentlest hand she's ever held.

    They know him as a baby and a brother.

    But as his voice warbles out for a siren's first choral cry, they do not hear the melodious babble they expect—instead, what rises from his tiny, tender chest is, as the Elders later tell them, the piercing cry of war.

    How lucky this unremarkable family is, the Elders muse, to be the first to hearken the moon's holy son.

    OR: Gillion is a siren rather than a triton. In some respects, this changes very little. In other ways, it changes everything.

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    03 Jan 2025