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  1. Public Bookmark 11

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    This is unfair. Everything is unfair, and it makes him angry, and Monoco fights his mentor every single time about it, and it makes him angry, and it’s just-

    He knows that Noco spends time with the impostor. He knows that they even call each other friends.

    He calls it betrayal.

    Noco ignores it.

    For a while. For a few years. Until his patience runs out.

    Or: the "Noco tied us together for a month, and now we're best friends" incident.

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    15 Jan 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 53

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    “Well. Put those things all together, and that’s… sort of what it’s like. Sort of. Excitement and pleasure from holding and touching each other.”

    “Hmph. We do all of those things without taking off our clothes,” Monoco says. “We’re touching and holding each other right now.”

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    22 Dec 2025

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    17 Dec 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 10

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    But before she understood what was happening, the world tilted sideways and the cavern lights blurred into streaks. For one impossible moment she was weightless – suspended above the ground.
    Lune hit the liquid stomach brine with a force that drove the air from her lungs in a single violent burst. The substance closed around her instantly; warm, viscous, thick enough that it clung to her limbs as she sank. The texture was like cooking oil mixed with mucus, like something half-alive trying to pull her deeper.
    The brine forced itself against her mouth, seeped into the corners of her eyes, clawed into the grooves where pictos had overextended and bled.
    She twisted, arms flailing for anything solid. Her legs scraped against slick muscle and found no traction. The water dragged at her clothing, at her hair, at her limbs, pulling her down and a hand collided with her back.
    Then an arm wrapped around her ribs.
    A chest pressed against her shoulder.
    “Got you,” Verso’s voice, low and steady, came out of the darkness, distorted by the wet echo of their surroundings. His grip was firm, anchoring her as the two of them were jostled by the slow, rhythmic contractions of the bourgeon’s stomach.

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    16 Nov 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 53

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    A million barefoot steps through the graveyard of the world has brought Lune only to its final day.

    Lune's thoughts during Verso's ending.

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    06 Nov 2025