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      Guillem

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      by Tower Curator “You see? That is why the flywheel is important. It stores energy for use between the piston pumping. If the vehicle only moved when the piston moved, it would be the jerkiest ride ever. The flywheel smooths things out. And it lets us shift the belt off the drive shaft in case we want to stop completely without shutting down the engine.” Guillem nodded slowly, looking over the small model they had whipped up over the past few days. Well, the model she had whipped up. Jason hadn’t helped much at…
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      by Tower Curator Leaving Lyria was an irritating affair. They had to wait until after nightfall, long after the crowd of angry protesters had dispersed for the evening. There were still some people, but the majority seemed to head in for the evenings. Still, a dozen draken rushing through the streets was hardly a subtle affair. If the whole city wasn’t talking about the draken exodus by midday, Alyssa would eat her sunglasses. If it was only leaving at night, Alyssa wouldn’t have minded so much. But it wasn’t.…
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      Bright Eyes

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      by Tower Curator “Your eyes are glowing.” “I know, mom.” “It’s been three days and they haven’t stopped glowing.” Alyssa sighed, pulling off her sunglasses. Apparently, people found glowing eyes to be somewhat off-putting. Even though sunglasses were essentially unheard of around Lyria, especially fancy modern ones, they were far less strange than bright white eyes. A quick search on her phone revealed that sunglasses, eyewear designed to block ultraviolet light from the sun, had really only been…
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      by Tower Curator “You need to get some sleep. You’ve been awake for two days straight.” “Can’t.” Multi-word responses were hard. They took too much effort. Alyssa had no such effort to spare. She had to focus all her concentration on the vial. Tzheitza’s most caustic counter-plague potion had almost no effect. At first, Alyssa had thought that it had done literally nothing at all. Until Irulon stopped by. She had measured the ember and found that it was shrinking. Just slowly. So slowly. “It…
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      Ember

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      by Tower Curator “Ah, I should have listened to them. I should have listened. Why don’t I listen to people who know better than me?” Alyssa ground her knuckles into the sides of her head as she stared at the burning ember hovering in the air. They were well away from the bedehouse. Tzheitza was right. She shouldn’t have ever gone near there. Not only had she not gotten anything useful out of the trip, but she got something unwanted. Something potentially dangerous. The marble of a glowing coal was demonic in…
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      The Demon

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      by Tower Curator The main room wasn’t so bad. Not so long as Alyssa held onto the staff anyway. The second she started down the closest hallway, she started to feel nervous again. The staff couldn’t even block out the source of her nerves. There was moaning. Had she said that to some of her coworkers back on Earth, they probably would have stifled some of their giggles… or they might have been brash and irreverent. But this wasn’t that kind of moaning at all. It was like… Perhaps it was just because of the…
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      The Bedehouse

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      by Tower Curator The bedehouse. It had taken a few days to find. Alyssa hadn’t wanted to ask anyone she knew about it. Kasita, under various guises, managed to get the location from a guard. The building wasn’t close to the city. Not like the blacksmith, anyway. That was within an easy walking distance. The bedehouse wasn’t as far as Teneville, or even the nearest village. It had still taken Alyssa and Kasita four hours of straight walking to get to it. Setting her eyes on it, she wished it had taken a little…
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      Busy Days

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa carefully measured out a thimbleful of nightmare dreams. Literal dreams. From a monster called a nightmare. A nightmare was apparently a horse-like creature about as scary as a gaunt. How they got its dreams into a bottle was a question that Alyssa had long since stopped caring about. There were so many potion ingredients like that in the storage room that Alyssa had started simply nodding her head and saying nothing more. Seeing Tzheitza bottle flame from Fela was one of those oddities that she…
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      The Blacksmith

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa wasn’t sure what she had expected to find when she thought of a medieval blacksmith. A fire of some sort. Anvils, probably. Obviously there would need to be someone at one of the anvils, hammering away at a piece of metal. She was right about all three things. She just didn’t expect the scale. The smithy was a massive stone structure set next to the river. On one side, a waterwheel turned with the flowing current. Black smoke billowed from a round turret the size of a hot tub attached to…
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      by Tower Curator “This is the new batch,” Alyssa said, carefully handing over a series of midnight black vials. “Tzheitza believes that these should have a greater effect in killing plague infected… bodies.” Oxart, now wearing a black and purple uniform of the palace guard, leaned over, flicking one of the glass vials with a fingernail. “They better,” she grumbled, not looking anywhere near Alyssa’s face. “Even with that hellhound sniffing out the plague left and right, incidents have been on the…
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