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“If I don’t, will you accept what it will mean if I allow you to return, fate-touched?”
The Matron of Ravens chooses a different champion in the tomb. Almost everything changes because of it.
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“Mercenaries won’t do us any good, Thollo,” Keyleth sighs.
He shakes his head. “I’m not talking about mercenaries,” Thollo says. “Have you heard of the Grey Hunt?”
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After several attacks against Zephrah from an unknown creature, Keyleth is forced to reach out to Whitestone for help.
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“I’m not a fucking Uber driver, Trinity,” is the first thing she hears when she picks up. Brilliant. So it’s a Trinity kind of night, then.
“Great.” She takes another draw of her vape, forcing herself to focus on the overwhelming sweetness of sour watermelon rather than the thinly-veiled needle of irritation that pulses through Yolanda’s words. “So, you’re not gonna charge me fifty bucks for a two mile drive, then?”
A sigh. If she closes her eyes, she can picture her expression: brow pinched, jaw clenched, neck vein activated. She’s probably rubbing at the bridge of her nose right now, exasperated as she always seems to be when Trinity’s involved these days.
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trinity and mel need a ride home from karaoke. who else is she supposed to call?
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23 May 2026
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19 May 2026
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Trinity wants many things, quite desperately. She wants to do another fasciotomy, on her own this time, and also more chest tubes, and maybe a thoracotomy if she’s lucky. She wants to be good at her job, wants to prove that she belongs, wants to belong. She wants Robby’s approval, wants to never see Langdon again, and above all else she wants Garcia to respect her. She wants Garcia to want her as much as she wants Garcia.
I am reduced, she thinks, to a thing that wants Garcia.
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18 May 2026
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Memory can be funny like that. Trinity looks at her and remembers the Yolanda from months ago, sat across from her with a drink in hand, their knees brushing every time one of them leaned in to say something. The dim lighting of the bar had softened her eyes, painting her face into an expression that could almost be mistaken for the same longing that echoed inside Trinity’s chest.
A lot can change in ten months. Not all of it for the better.
Or: It happens in increments, like all the worst things do.
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25 Apr 2026
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Twenty to thirty years. She had done the math in that courtroom and landed on thirty-seven and let herself exhale for the first time in years. She had been seventeen and wearing a blouse her mother had pressed the night before because her mother had needed something to do with her hands in the same way her Nanay was cooking all day, and she had sat in the second row and listened to the sentence and let the number settle over her like something solid. Like a foundation. Like something she could build on top of.
She was twenty-eight.
And he had been good.
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trinity's roommate moved out, her situation-ship is over and her abuser was just released from prision.
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