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Picture of Clea from Clair Obscur: Expedition 33. She is smiling slightly and holding red flowers



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    “We old men must adapt to the times.” Verso thumbs across her cheek, fond and careful. “You’re way ahead, of course. So cutting edge you make them bleed.”

    “Gustave gets eye strain from arcane journals. As I have told you,” she teases. “Such things tend to happen with age. You’ll have to grow used to it, now that you’re mortal like the rest of us.”

    Age is always a strange topic for them. For everyone in the city. Verso no longer dyes his hair, and silver spills forth with every wash. His beard is salt-and-pepper. Lune longs to join him in that. Visible signs of age fills her with triumph. A satisfying sense of spite, even.

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    My take on the Maelle ending, and what it might mean to live in such a world.

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    07 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 13

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    In the beginning, an artist made all the chroma that ever was and ever will be.

    Or, the Young Boy bears witness to the canvas, the fracture, and the final expedition.

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    07 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 4

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    He hid the sudden tension he felt in a sip of stew, attempting to swallow down these memories that came bursting forth unbidden: a titian-haired girl who never fussed with pulling its thickness back or up, who spent long and silent hours within inches of her brother's arms, content to be silent right beside him.

    Maelle, however, was impatient. Chatty. The kind of teenager a younger Verso once imagined Alicia would grow up to become, like himself and Clea. As Sciel and Lune darted off to do whatever it was they did alone, Maelle took a long and noisy gulp of her stew and turned to Verso. Though her eyes were tired and full of grief, she was beaming.

    "The snow's beautiful tonight," she said.

    "It is."

    Maelle tries to share a peaceful moment with Verso. Verso tries to define the lines between Maelle and Alicia.

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    23 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 12

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    “Could you play for me?” she asks one evening, catching him alone in one of the rooftop gardens. “Please. Like in the camp, remember? Just this one time.”

    He wants to say no, but — this feels different. He looks at her, pale in the dim light of the lanterns, and sees it immediately — the outline of the paint covering her face almost completely.

    “You’re dying.”

    She doesn’t deny it.

    Or: Maelle and Verso have a chat decades after defeating the Paintress.

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    23 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 4

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    Five times Verso's life was perfect, and the one time it all went wrong.

    (Six times that life wasn't perfect, but Verso couldn't quite understand why.)

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    22 Feb 2026