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    The moon asked the sun, “What do you know of love?”

    “It burns,” said the sun. “It brightens. It is something you make and then give away.”

    “Don’t listen to him,” said the clouds. “This big ball of gas doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”

    “Yes, I do,” said the sun. “Who but me makes the roses grow?”

    “We do,” said the clouds. “Love nourishes, like the rain. We turn the hills green and fill the creeks so they will sing in their creekbeds.”

    “Why do you ask?” said the sun.

    “I think I might be in love,” said the moon. “I am trying to understand.”

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    “I think you can go faster. You can definitely go faster. Even snails go faster than this,” Loki remarks irritably. 

    “Nice. Backstabber and a backseat driver,” Mobius mutters, shifting the gears nonetheless as they drive up the mountain. “Speed-limits exist for a reason - I’m sticking to it so we reach our destination in one piece.” 

    Sylvie clicks on the TemPad, scanning the event details over once more.

    “Take the next right, then it’s up at the top.” 

    “Got it.” Mobius even puts the indicator on as they turn. “Hey, you have a good navigation voice. You should consider that for the future, in case this little plan of yours doesn’t work out.”

    “It’ll work,” Sylvie spits, somehow unable to swallow her irritation at the casual coolness directed her way.

    And yet. Her tongue burns.

    “It’s not little.” 

    Mobius taps the steering wheel in a playful rhythm. 

    “Whatever you say.” 

    The plan years in the making is shot. And now there’s a very real possibility they will all be sharing their final moments together which, for the record, is a really shit way to go. 

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    27 Jun 2021

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    “Mobius, come on. It’s the perfect conditions! Everyone will be running away screaming and the TVA won’t even know we’re there, as you know. Now yes the water will be cold, but it’s unlikely to be much of an issue-” 

    “-Loki. I really don’t think any of this is appropriate. Like, at all.”

    At all, at all. 

    “It’ll be fine, Mobius. Really. I’ve practically planned the whole thing.” 

    “Hey, that's great!! I'm so glad to hear how you think there's nothing to worry about, as if you're not part of the problem!" Mobius snaps back, earning a classic Loki scowl for his troubles. "Okay, look. For all I know, we'll be gliding along having a good time and then out of nowhere you’ll just push me off and-” 

    Mobius grabs the salt shaker and lands it on his finger. Great. Now he’s doing it too. 

    “Drive right over me. Like that.”

    Loki hums in consideration.

    "See, I wouldn't do it exactly like that because it lacks finesse."

    There's always been something in the water. It doesn't surface until they're riding out the waves.

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    17 Jun 2021

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    It’s been two months since the storm, and Childe hasn’t seen Zhongli not even once, not since that fateful meeting with the Signora where the truth is finally unveiled.

    And what a fun little kick to the gut that is, the realization that not only had he been played by all sides, but he's also being tossed aside like trash now that his use had run its course.

    It’s not that Childe doesn’t get it. He’s a Harbinger. He knows first-hand what it means to do his duty, to put the mission first and his personal feelings far, far away, preferably locked up in a box, where it wouldn’t interfere with his job. He knows what it’s like working with vipers, to scheme and plot and lie in wait for the opportune moment to stab his opponent in the back.

    But this time, this time Childe can’t help but feel a little (a lot) gutted.

    Stupid. He’s gotten himself stupidly attached.

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    A story about Childe trying to move on after the events of 1.1 Update, but some of his actions have consequences, and those consequences have followed him back to Snezhnaya.

    NOTE: THIS FIC WAS DRAFTED BEFORE 1.1 UPDATE CAME OUT. MIND THE CANON-DIVERGENT TAG FOR THIS REASON.

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