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  1. Public Bookmark 34

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    A smudged figure waits in the corner of Erik's eye. Istvan is dressed in black, covered from head to toe with armored limbs and a heavy doublet, but he doesn't reek the way Erik does in the heat. If anything, he smells like nights in camp. Like woodsmoke and a chilly breeze. The comfortable scent of bodies in the same place for too long.

    Istvan buys Erik a gift.

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    31 Dec 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 20

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    “I’ve never had any hope for a good king, or a fair war. Or for the sun to shine each morning. Or for good harvests. I have hope in you. Every day. And we fight in these battles for your future. Tell me you understand.”

    “I understand.”

     

    The war gives Erik bloody cuts and sweaty sore muscles, stinging eyes, bruises the color of leather. Istvan gives him armor of pure white.

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    24 Dec 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 24

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    Istvan and Erik discuss Henry and Erik grows rather needy for affirmation. Istvan is glad to assist- though, Erik seems to want something different than usual.

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    erik blows istvan and the old man tries to not pass out

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    23 Dec 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 2

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    Istvan addresses a challenge during the sack of an anonymous Moravian village, sometime around 1398.

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    21 Dec 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 16

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    "On a bright March morning, the morning of the 12,410th day since he swam across the ocean while his friends—the sweetest, most courageous people in the world—screamed and burned and died behind him, the Deserter crawls out of bed and makes himself a mug of coffee."

    The world turns. The Deserter watches.

    [Artwork by Sibek]

    [Written for A Primer for Not-so-Small Children (An A-Z Fic Challenge)]

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    07 Dec 2025