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Morgaine was exhausted. That wasn’t unusual for this time of year; pretty much everyone expected to wake up the morning after All Sinners’ Day hungover, sore, tired, and possibly in an unfamiliar location without some of the clothes they had been wearing the night before. He’d probably spent more time drinking with customers tha...

“W-wait!” Mina blurted out. “I’m feeling a little lightheaded. Should we stop? What if I lose too much blood?” The smile that Satin gave her was gentle and patient, but very tired. “I haven’t put the needle in yet, dear,” she said. “...Right.” Mina sat back in her chair, feeling foolish. Lucy wriggled in her lap, and she gave the ribbow a squeeze with on...

All things considered, Silver wasn’t even the strangest customer that Siobhan had ever dealt with. He might be a contender for the most overly-serious about his topic of interest, but even then, he had some stiff competition. Literature enthusiasts tended to be… opinionated. Staunchly opinionated. Siobhan couldn’t exactly be discounted from that, himself. It went with...

Yoshino yawned and stretched, reaching their arms as far above their head as they could until something in their upper back popped. Sighing in relief, they dropped their arms and picked up their pipe again, reflexively bringing it to their mouth to inhale, only to think twice as the last moment; they had been smoking a lot this evening, and their throat was feeling scratchy. With another sigh, they set the pipe back down and instead reached for a glass of water....

Lian hadn’t intended to say anything at first, but after several long minutes of watching Siobhan shuffle around peering at everything with narrowed eyes, as though the books and furniture had personally offended him somehow, they had to speak up. “Did you lose your glasses?” Siobhan stopped in the middle of reaching for one of the books that Lian had requested, whipp...