Years Of Distance

~Years of Distance~ When you left me, I cut open my chest and extracted my heart. I began cutting it loose from all the wiring. Then dizzy from shock I walked to the twisted tree and folded to my knees. I dug a fresh hole and placed it...

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Anatomical Anachronisms: Prologue: Firewood Carving

**prologue: firewood carving** _"fire is my element_ _wood my second_ _i bring to my mind a picture_ _and my hands ready for the click sure__"_ the spell was uttered by a voice like distant, soft thunder.

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Legend of the OmeletWings - Chapter 16: Returning

She laid the plate on embryo's desk, carefully scooting aside the peregrine carving with it. letting the plate rest, albumen took in the carving. "nice carving. you know, peregrines lay pretty tasty eggs too. not as good as dragons, but good."

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Legend of the OmeletWings - Chapter 11: Market

The mudwing looked at the carving and smiled, probably remembering her time crafting it. she named her price, and embryo told her she'd be back later for it.

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Legend of the OmeletWings - Chapter 21: Reunion

Em stared at Summit sprawled on the floor, her breath still caught in her throat. Summit had come, he'd found her. Why? Why had he come to her? She'd told him. She didn't deserve him. He shouldn't be here. Em pushed back the tears she felt beginning...

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Ruins

Along the way i took careful notes of the twisted, borderline obscene, carvings that covered the walls. many of these carvings featured scenes of blasphemous rituals.

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The Snow Remembers

The last day of carving passed without trouble.

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Birthright: Chapter one

A huge carving that flowed from the bottom of the fireplace and reached nearly to the roof. each and every family of his bloodline had an identical carving.

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Campfire Light

I looked down at the carving. what was i even carving? why was i doing this? "i..." a long moment of hesitation once more. "i understand how you feel.

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Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 14

I can finish this carving tomorrow."

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Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 38

_back in my old life, these carvings were the only way for me to really connect with my family. everything else i did was always useless, or dangerous, or blasphemous, or cowardly, or a thousand other things. but not these carvings.

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