A convict with a thirst for revenge, a sharpshooter who can't walk away from a wager, a runaway with a privileged past, a spy known as the wraith, a heartrender using her magic to survive the slums, a thief with a gift for unlikely escapes, a ballet...
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"One word from you and I would, jump off of this, ledge I'm on, baby, tell me "don't", so I can, crawl back in."
— First love/late spring, Mitski.
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Soft sounds left Trixie's lips from where rest her head on Jesper's shoulder, the two sat on the floor together, in two very different dreams. The others went about their mornings as usual; Inej making tea, Kaz sat at the table trading sketches with Wylan and occasionally Kuwei, Matthias sending lovesick glances towards Nina. Basically, an average day for them.
