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"Hmmm... no, that's not it", Guinivere said slowly, crossing her arms as she inspected the design before her. The white fabric draped on the mannequin before her was already pinned into a beautiful silhouette and she was satisfied with how the front turned. But the back... the back was a problem. The commissioning bride-to-be had requested a figure-hughing dress with a dramatic train. But she also wanted to be able to dance and move freely. Of course this could be solved with a loop on...
5. Trains
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Baking was Ulrike's secret passion. During their recent stay in the Verdant Kingdom, she had collected a couple recipes that she was now eager to try out.  She prepared the kitchen, so she would have as much space as she might need. The only items still occupying some space was a bowl, a scale, a whisk, some spoons, and a baking tray. She was a very precise baker, especially when it came to new recipes. She was convinced that the best approach was to stick to the instructions as close...
4. Cookies
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If she was honest, the fireplace was too much. It was way bigger than it needed to be, and despite the metal grate in front of the actual fire, there was still a good amount of sparks and ash spewed into the room. Mostly because the gate was meant to enhance the look of the set-up, rather than keeping the fire safely contained. The archaic and over the top design was the sole reason Tesni had gotten it. It was made from dark stone, the fireplace itself framed with carved dragons. One o...
3. Fireplace
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It sat on the shelf, surrounded by old books and other little trinkets that bore the mark of time. But the round glass was free of dust, the wooden stance kept clean through repeated touches. Traces on the shelf further indicated that this item held special significance to the owner, despite the seemingly abandoned location, an attic.  There was not much space within the glass, a jagged green bottom and a simple red airplane with a tiny pilot dressed in yellow steering it. The green t...
2. Snow Globe
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Snorre looked out of the window if his room and saw the world was wrapped in a white blanket. The ground and the trees were covered with a thin layer of snow, and a thick layer of clouds hung in the sky.  As much as he enjoyed the silent serenity of the scenery before him, there was also a deep sadness coming over him. He still hadn't fully given up on his travelling plans - but now he had no choice but accept the unusual situation. He sighed, watching tiny snowflakes falling down lik...
1. Snowfall
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Like every year around this time, the medical facility received requests for volunteers to help out in hospitals, medical offices, and temporary vaccination centers. Usually, these requests aimed for undergrads, which used the opportunity to collect practical experience. Samsara was by no means an undergraduate, yet she always signed up as well. Flu season didn't just mean that there was an increase in patients, it also often resulted in a shortage of nurses and doctors. Throughout the...
Volunteering
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Ever since he returned back to the valley, Snorre didn't feel too good. Of course he didn't tell anyone yet, he didn't want to spoil the sweet reunion with Momme and Frauke. He was sure it would pass as soon as he had a bit of time to recover. "Achoo!" Perhaps he had caught a bit of cold, but it was nothing to worry about. A bit if a blocked nose, and some coughing was no reason to start worrying. If he kept himself warm, it would pass. Snorre knew himself well enough to know th...
The Cold
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"Hmm... are you sure about that?", Rán asked the uniformed officer before her, putting up her best confused face. "Yes Ma'am. There's no permit A-38." "But this has to be a mistake! I filled out all the forms for it, see?" She dumped a huge pile of papers on the desk, covered with all kinds of stamps and seals. "Ma'am-" "I really need the permit, and I was told that this is the place to turn in the form," Rán complained. "I never heard of it!", the ...
Permit A-38
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"Watch out!" Hati barked and tackled Akiko next to him to the ground, using his shield to protect them both from the incoming projectiles. While they were technically still in a forest, the ongoing fighting had taken its toll on the vegetation and there was barely any undergrowth left to hide them. Several trees were closer to death than life, and the only growing was done by dark purple mushrooms.  The shooting stopped, and the two Lockettes quickly got back up on their feet, but sti...
Surrender
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Frauke was excited for this opportunity. From what she had heard, Blossom was preeminent when it came to mushrooms and mushroom cultivation. Frauke had intended for quite some now to grow the special mushrooms of Aerius at her home in Maquette. Partially because of the challenge it provided, but also as a pleasant surprise for Snorre. Of course he had never asked for her to do that. He always brought a selection of special mushrooms with him when he returned from his travels. But she was cert...
Preparing The Garden
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The typewriter clicked, it almost sounded like music from a most unusual percussion instrument. Yet despite Shiori's fingers dancing quickly across the keys, the topic of her report was anything but joyful. Typing out her manuscript like that was old fashioned, but she liked it that way. Rumours and hearsay were drifting invisibly through the air around her. But she filtered the truth from the whispers, extracted the facts from subjective memories. She wrote them down, as objectively as posdi...
The Journalist
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Tresni stared at the map stretched out onto the table before her. She had placed small figures and pawn on it to get an idea of the current frontlines and most important battles. There were rumours about the corrupt royals having joined their forces personally, but their location was of course uncertain. Tesni had marked several potential spots on her map. Unlike her two best friends, she was very much invested in the war, but from the perspective on an outsider. She didn't favour one ...
War Game
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"Okay, everyone. I know it's hard, but please try to take it slow. Only one at a time on the gangway. When I catch you shoving or pushing, I will leave you here, understood?", C.Hare announced to the crowd of refugees before her. It was clear that she would not be able to take everyone on board, but she would make as many returns as possible. She wasn't the only ship to help evacuating refugees from the shores of the Verdant Kingdom either. It was thankfully an organised endeavour. All the ca...
Evacuation
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There was a knock on the door. "Enter", Samsara called, without looking up from the countless boxes and crates before her, sorting all kinds of supplies. "Uhm... is this the donation place?" Samsara looked up and saw a young man trying to hide within the doorframe. "Yes!" "I don't have much", he muttered, looking down. "Every bit helps", Samsara assured him with a smile. He nodded and rolled a travelling suitcase into the room. "You acce...
Donations
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Styx frowned, unsure of what to think of the news she was receiving. She did not particularly care about Aerius itself, but her friend Sedna had made a home there. So naturally, she worried about her and her partner.  Styx gently stroke the feathers of Alecto. The scavenger bird had been a present from Sedna. Styx had no idea how she had obtained her, but she very much appreciated the gift. Alecto, despite her fierce naming patreon, turned out to be a total sweetheart. Her greatest go...
Styx's Reaction
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Akiko sat on the porch facing the koi pond. The smallest movement of the heavy, humid air rustled through the nearby cherry tree. Golden light of the late afternoon painted intricate patterns on the waves. The water's surface was calm, and only formed ripples were the stream of fresh water trickled into it or when the sōzu tilted over. It's rhythm gave the scenery a sense of passing time.  Akiko's eyes were looking on the direction of the pond, but her gaze was not fixed on it or any...
The Storm
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Ulrike was used to hearing a voice in her head. She called this part Wolf, in accordance to the shape with which they manifested. She wouldn't call herself insane, although she knew others would if they knew. As far as she was concerned, Wolf was a steady companion, but as far as Ulrike could tell, they could not read her thoughts, unless she wanted to talk to them. It was hard to put into words.  Ever since Ulrike learned about the war on Aerius, Wolf refused to shut up. "We m...
Ulrike's Reaction
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As soon as Kuutar learned about the war in Aerius, she felt a heavy tiredness overcoming her, that reached deep to her bones. She could see how livid Hathor was, but there was not even a spark of anger inside her. She was so very weary. It had been centuries since she last participated in fighting, back before she met her current partner. Back when she was with her former partner. They had been a good team, at least on the outside. But she had felt numb on the inside. Tired. Exhausted. Deeply...
Kuutar's Exhaustion
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Hathor thought of herself as someone kind and forgiving.  As someone who would offer others second chances or the benefit of doubt. She was also a very passionate person. When she loved, she loved entirely, wholeheartedly. When she hated, she would not forgive.<span;> It was rare that she reached this point though. She tried to not get enraged easily. But this, right here? This was it. This crossed the line. Wars were never pretty, she knew that. No war was without casualty,  s...
Hathor's Reaction
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Momme noticed him during his spare breaks. He was one of those soldiers who had returned from the battlefield with grey, empty eyes. Momme had seen these eyes more often than he liked, but something about this soldier in particular piqued his interest. He always kept himself distanced from the others, but it wasn't the comfortable solitude that Snorre had perfected. Momme was empathic enough to recognise self-enhancing loneliness. "Can I sit here?" he asked, but before he received an a...
The Veteran
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