Keeping Secrets

Keeping Secrets: Chapter Eighteen

Rising Tension The rain has stopped, you realize, but the courtyard and the training areas are something of a mess. Large puddles are everywhere, the damp grass has been pulled up and mangled by the trampling boots of soldiers and merchants, and the training areas are exceedingly muddy. After getting beaten up in the rain, however, you’re quite certain Bull won’t call off the training due to the less than stellar state of the training…

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Keeping Secrets: Chapter Seventeen

Dangerously Comfortable You catch half-wisps of dreams again that night. You can’t remember any of them upon waking, but when you do wake, wrapped up in sweet-smelling warmth, you genuinely consider just rolling over and going back to sleep, something you almost never do. When you do roll over, however, a throbbing pain shoots up your hip. Ow. OW. OW! You sit up, telling yourself your watering eyes are due to the fact you just…

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Keeping Secrets

Keeping Secrets: Chapter Sixteen

Making Friends You refuse to spend the night in the healing tent. There are too many people around, and too many of them think that you fucked yourself into serious injury. This is a rumor that actually needs to be counteracted, but it’s the sort of thing that picks up steam the more you deny it. A spicier rumor to distract would work, but you’re not sure what you can come up with that’s spicier…

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Keeping Secrets

Keeping Secrets: Chapter Fifteen

Poor Decision Making You wake up in a haze of confusion and pain. Your head is pounding, a sure sign that you fucked up the night before. You hadn’t drunk as much as the first time; you at least have memories. You kind of wish you didn’t, however. You’re not even surprised to realize that you’re using Iron Bull’s outstretched arm as a pillow. It seems like “brutal mortification” is your new normal. Mercifully, the…

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Microblog: 2/1/25

I am attempting a schedule. Well, for these. Just for these. I also have a schedule for KS uploads (M-W-F). You know, no matter how many times I tell myself I needn’t keep a schedule, I really do fall back on them, don’t I? I’ll blame the autism, like I do for most things (or at least, those which I do not blame on the ADHD instead). Anyway, this month has been more health hell,…

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