Lueur de Fée, Cancer The phantom tendrils of Scorpio’s embrace clung to Atienna’s body like wet cloth. No matter how hard she scrubbed herself in the bath in the following days, his cold warmth still lingered. It felt almost as if he occupied the minuscule spaces between her skin and bones—deep-rooted and impossible to removeContinue reading “25.6: Advisor & Otro “
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24.6: The Peacekeeper & Candidate in Mañana Light
Serpens Establishment, Ophiuchus Jericho was ‘excited.’ It was now March: the month of Olive’s birthday. There was going to be a celebration. Amendment: a surprise. Werner had been planning it thoroughly. Cadence had been attempting to ‘keep it under wraps.’ Atienna and Maria were making preparations. And Jericho’s own task: the setting. Another task toContinue reading “24.6: The Peacekeeper & Candidate in Mañana Light”
24.5: The Advisor & Conductor in Soñadora Light
Secoursonne, Cancer Lueur de Fée. That was the name of an infamous waterfall located at the very heart of Cancer. According to the texts, the waterfall geysered out right into a river beneath which flowed a vitae-stream that supplied its reserves to more than two thirds of the country. It was also the location namedContinue reading “24.5: The Advisor & Conductor in Soñadora Light”
23.[]: Travellers—A Summit, Cruzando
In-Transit, Taurus The metallic rattle of the chugging train reminded Wtorek Elizabeta of the past. She never quite liked traveling by train or v-ehicle. It always gave her kinetosis—nausea, motion sickness, dizziness, vomiting, and everything in-between. Ironically, playing train had been Csilla’s favorite pretend activity when she’d been younger. That small warmth aside, her kinetosisContinue reading “23.[]: Travellers—A Summit, Cruzando”
23.6: Peacekeeper—A Debate, Reflejando
Serpens Establishment, Ophiuchus Jericho was having what he believed was a ‘peculiar’ week. Olive had described it as an ‘annoyingly painful’ week, while Cadence said it was a ‘dicey’ week but that ‘the rewards of it outweighed the cost.’ Werner labeled it as a ‘high-risk, but productive’ week and Atienna an ‘interesting’ week. Maria hadContinue reading “23.6: Peacekeeper—A Debate, Reflejando”
23.5: Advisor—A Date, Robando
Secoursonne, Cancer Troublesome things befell troublesome people. Pleasant things graced pleasant people. Therefore, if one wanted to live a happy life, then one should aim to be a happy person. Similarly, if one desired a simple life, it was best to be a simple person. Atienna had read that line of thought in a bookContinue reading “23.5: Advisor—A Date, Robando”
22.[]: The Outsiders & The Fugitivos!
Elhaladón, Taurus The man formerly known as Wtorek Izsak pulled the trigger twice. Each bullet sent the body of the woman standing opposite of him staggering backwards. With the third bullet, the woman finally crumpled to her knees. With the fourth straight through her head, she fell forward onto the ground dead. Gamma lowered hisContinue reading “22.[]: The Outsiders & The Fugitivos!”
22.6: The Peacekeeper & The Candidata—
Serpens Establishment, Ophiuchus “Jericho…?” Ophiuchian Peacekeeper Jericho stood stiffly in front of the woman prostrate on the couch. There was a heavy, sticky, sweet smell lingering in the air. The darkness kept in place by the drawn blinds in the room felt like it was preventing the scents from escaping. Jericho sank down beside theContinue reading “22.6: The Peacekeeper & The Candidata—”
22.3: The Soldier & The Black Orden.
Die Hauptstadt, Capricorn Hauptmann Werner Waltz always started his mornings by going over the 7-day itinerary he composed at the beginning of each week. One, seven days a week, 0430 hours: awaken. Most nights he slept in his office located in the Mueller Building in the Military District-turned-Resources District to cut transportation time: the apartmentContinue reading “22.3: The Soldier & The Black Orden.”
22.0: The Terrorists & The Saints
??? The woman on the ground trembled beneath the light pouring in from the singular, small opening of the cavern ceiling above her. Down from that light sauntered small snowflakes that melted into tiny rivers that trailed down the woman’s pale face. It was a face frozen into a twisted expression of agony. Her fingersContinue reading “22.0: The Terrorists & The Saints”
Six Chances 