mores mortis - the ways of death
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Ongoing, First published Feb 20, 2024
"...Grief", he called her.

She turned her head to look at him. Her brows furrowed, and for a moment, she looked almost as insulted as she did confused. Then, finally, she understood that he's not commanding her in some strange way, but simply letting her know a thing or to.
She grinned at Daeril and looked delighted not only by the fact that he'd found the answer to his own question, but also by the indirect admission he made.

"I know", she responded slyly.


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In the realm of Scarlet Yonder, mistakes are a rare occurrence. Not people live in it, but the Devine. Reapers, Cupids and Menders - All being capable of working with the Strings of Fate.
However, even here errors happen, and are capable of causing distress. A fact that the Mender Beathan becomes painfully aware of one day after promising a young soul to keep one of their loved ones safe, as the loved one in question doesn't really seem to play along with that plan.
Now, how's Beathan to fix that problem?
Easy.
By letting someone else handle it.
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