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Sometimes, in Hester’s half-sleep when her limbs are leaden as coal scuttles and her thoughts are arrows strung on bows but never released, she suspects that Anna never really fell, that the infamous scarlet aviator coat was wrapped around nothing, a rag spun into a steaming abyss.
Nobody comes back from the Sunless Country.
A Mortal Engines (2018) fic
A night of familiar despair and sadness between Samantha and Frances.
Written for TidalDragon's Knockout Challenge 2019-20 round one.
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we're just young and reckless
if we wreck this,
it's fine.
2021 golden ink awards: best angst (3rd place)