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my fists are fine (it's just my soul's a little bruised) by Dansnotavampire
Fandoms: Dimension 20 (Web Series)
20 Sep 2025
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Maxwell is exhausted. Not just tired, not just physically worn out, but genuinely, bone-deeply exhausted. He hides it well. Either that, or everyone else is far more focused on something else than on him, his injuries, his aftermath from the fight.
He doesn't blame them. He's focused on something else, too. Because now, with the Queen- with Ludmila- with what happened-
They can wake up Torse. His own injuries can wait. Marya had given him the heart, and instructions, and gone off to-
He didn't know what she was doing, actually. Her actions after the battle were her own choices. He trusted her to make them wisely - she had known Ludmila best, after all.
He also doesn't much care, not when-
Torse is in front of him. The iron heart is in his hands. He just has to- He needs to- He can-
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03 Nov 2025

