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A Chapter by Sonya
It was the night of the gathering, within the fortress walls drinks spilled from their cups and men and women alike danced as the musicians played fe..
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A Chapter by Sonya
The Fool was no stranger to gatherings, not to the greasy fingered upper-class or the way they laughed and demanded for him to swallow more swords, j..
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A Chapter by Sonya
The gathering had long been over that night, as the Fool laid upon the feather stuffed mattress, the Master Healer blessing his body over and over ag..
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A Chapter by Sonya
Fire. Castles falling. Men dying. Flags torn. These were the very images that had graced the dreams of Anna. It had been a month and two days since t..
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A Chapter by Sonya
It was amusing really, to watch the boy and the guards strip down in the darkness of the night, rubbing squelchy mud onto their skin and to dress in ..
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A Chapter by Sonya
Things had been so quiet at the fortress, ever since Carner left to go into hiding and the Fool in a coma so as not to injure himself while still wou..
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A Chapter by Sonya
He had nearly lost track of his time here in Lionel, only remembering that it was soon to be his first month having stayed there. The days were long ..
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A Boy, a Girl, a Fool, and a Queen. These people shall bring the lands together. Where Kingdoms fall and blood shall spill, friends and enemies alike ..
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A Chapter by Sonya
"Paint is peeling off the walls..." A murmur oh so quietly drifted lazily around the silence in the air. A pair of long fingers skimmed the gray puke ..
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A Chapter by Sonya
Sighs seemed to be really common as of late. Her life was at that stand-still point, where it was only work, rest, binge, shop, work, rest, and repeat..
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