About Tower Curator
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Sometimes, in fiction, people who were on the receiving end of being mind controlled couldn’t remember a thing they had done once freed. A kind of amnesia for a block of time. Sometimes, they could remember but pretended that they couldn’t because whatever they had done or discovered was embarrassing, awkward, or otherwise inconvenient to let people know they knew about. At the moment, Alyssa really wished that the fairy’s mind control would have wiped Oxart’s memory. Waking Oxart had been…-
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Being on watch was not the most interesting of jobs around. A necessary one without a doubt. Even if this small section of the desert wasn’t called home by any monsters—something the map agreed on, though things could have changed since it was last updated a year ago—it could still be hunting grounds or just in the way of some small group of monsters walking around. Not to mention possible threats from other humans that might be in the area. It was vital that someone be awake and alert enough to warn…
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Alyssa scanned the horizon, searching for any sign of Oxart. She looked through her binoculars, slowly dragging them from her left to her right. Deserts really were uninteresting. Maybe she was being unfair. Surely some people would like to go on a hike through a desert like this. Her brother or even her dad, for two examples. But not her. When hiking or camping, Alyssa definitely preferred a forest. Of course, it didn’t help that she wasn’t here on vacation. Taking a leisurely stroll through the…
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“‘Tess, my bath? Tess, please prepare my meal. Extra meat today, I think. My clothes, Tess. Oh Tess, dress me.’” “Will you desist.” To say that Irulon sounded a little annoyed would be an understatement, but Alyssa couldn’t help it. She chuckled. While awake, the princess acted stern and focused. That wasn’t to say that she couldn’t laugh, but they were often serious sorts of laughs. Or cruel sorts of laughs. It was hard to tell the difference sometimes. But half asleep… First…
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Alyssa blinked her eyes open at the sound of shuffling feet, finding herself staring at the white walls of the hemp tent. It wasn’t her tent, Oz had assured her that several guests would be able to fit within the tent he was bringing, and he had been right. The draken could have fit in with little difficulty. Not that anyone wanted them inside. Even Izsha, who had been quite kind in how it treated her and her inexperience, still unnerved Alyssa just enough that sleeping with it would have resulted in…
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“A soul? Alyssa, of course you have a soul. What a silly question.” Tenebrael’s words brought a relief that Alyssa hadn’t known that she had needed. Just a few simple words from the angel lifted a weight from her shoulders that she hadn’t noticed before. A worry now gone. Irulon was mistaken. It was just another spell acting odd around her. Explaining why she had been worried wasn’t something she could do. She didn’t even know what a soul was, just that she felt like she needed one.…
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Riding across the open desert was far calmer than the harried race through the city streets. Whether that was because the draken had gotten their excitement out of their system, whether they found it too hot, or whether they wanted to preserve energy didn’t really matter. Ironically enough, Alyssa almost would have preferred the high-speed twists and turns of the city. At least that would have kept her awake. They were moving at a brisk pace, but one just slow enough that her eyes felt heavier and…
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Alyssa had never ridden a horse before. She hadn’t ridden a motorcycle. It went without saying that she had never ridden a draken before either. The closest thing she could think of that she had ridden was a bicycle, and that wasn’t close at all. For one, the draken were a lot faster. She imagined it would be like if she rode down a steep hill on her bike—her hometown having been relatively flat, she had never actually tried such a thing. But a bike at least had handles. Draken did not. They had…
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As it turned out, Irulon had more than just fancy dresses and elegant clothes in her wardrobe. She had plenty of articles seemingly designed for nothing more than showing off her opulence. Things that looked as if they had actual gold woven into the threads. Even combining the coins she had stolen from Svotty with every penny she had earned over her entire life back on Earth, she was quite certain that she wasn’t rich enough to be in the same room as even one of the more elegant dresses. Irulon…
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Alyssa couldn’t do anything. The laboratory had a relatively open floor plan. There were tables, but none nearby. She tried to throw herself to the side, but she didn’t go far enough. Subjugation came at her as a wide wave, not a narrow beam. Her hands and knees hit the ground a lot harder than she would have liked. Kasita joined her only moments later. Though the mimic didn’t stay kneeling for long. Her form shimmered and she was standing again. Despite trying to get back up as well, Alyssa…
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