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Why one small American town won’t stop stoning its residents to death by Charlotte_Stant for sophiahelix
Fandoms: The Lottery - Shirley Jackson, The New Yorker RPF
24 Dec 2025
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The picturesque village of Buell, Maine is one of the last in the United States to continue the tradition of the “harvest” or “prosperity” lottery. Its residents insist the lottery makes them stronger, even as condemnation from outsiders grows.
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03 Jan 2026
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Francis is back in England, newly knighted, lacking a hand and feeling unsteady in his body. He and James recover together and reconnect with Sophia Cracroft.
They made him walk and then they made him kneel. The sword cold and heavy on his shoulder. It made Francis think of the North; of the mutineers, their violence; of his long and final humiliation, that walk, his near total defeat.
But here he was alive and kneeling, all dressed up his epaulettes and his proper boots and his big hat. He could hardly hold his head up under it. But he bore it, the parade and the kneeling. Kept his knees from buckling, just about. Walking, in England and knighted.
“You look handsome,” James had said to him, helping him dress that morning and – worse – James had meant it.
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23 Dec 2025
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times it hops from side to side / times it picks a place to hide by geryongreen for TheGoldenVanity
Fandoms: The Terror (TV 2018)
28 Nov 2024
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Hickey provides.
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Now That You are on the Run- What Goes on in Your Mind? by Anonymous
Fandoms: The Terror (TV 2018)
08 Feb 2025
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After months on the shale, Cornelius and Billy find themselves in the forests of what is now British Columbia.
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Billy narrowed his eyes. “What sort of coachman doesn’t like horses?”
“The kind who resents a horse being valued ten times his own worth. Maybe a hundred times. If Mr. Crozier were to sell me, how much do you imagine I’d fetch?”
Billy had no response. The question was simply absurd.
Cornelius clearly took his silence as a victory. His eyes brightened and a faint blush colored his cheeks. Lit up as such, it struck Billy that he was absurdly out of place, a fey creature who didn’t belong anywhere near dirty hay or rusted tools or fly-swarmed manure. “What sort of world puts a horse over a man?” Cornelius continued, speaking so softly that Billy was compelled to move closer when by all rights, he should be running away.
Or: Billy’s life as a footman is upended when a charming and mysterious man joins the household staff.