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      Fully Prepared

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      by Tower Curator “Alyssa Meadows. Are you prepared?” Staring at the haughty form of Tenebrael, Alyssa had to frown. “This conversation again?” “Conversation?” “Are you prepared to make yourself prepared? That whole thing? We did that last time.” “Yes.” Tenebrael said with a knowing nod of her head. “I recall. But now the context has changed. I am not asking if you are prepared to make preparations. I am asking if you have prepared yourself and are prepared to demonstrate said…
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      by Tower Curator Over the course of Alyssa’s life, she had occasionally experienced brief instances where she felt a sudden moment of clarity. Flashes of insight into a problem or moments of inspiration for a project. They were always fleeting. Most of the time, the moment had passed and her only memory of the clarity was vague wisps on the edges of her thoughts. Sometimes, she would remember small aspects of the clarity, only to realize that it was all nonsense. My essay can be on… wait, what was I thinking…
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      Fela

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      by Tower Curator They were gone. Spots in Fela’s eyes from the blinding light of Alyssa’s strongest spell were still here and there. She thought she must have missed them riding off. One moment, Alyssa and Izsha had been standing right next to a silvery wall, protected from the arrows. The next moment, they were gone. Not just them, but the silvery wall as well. Fela looked left. Fela looked right. She could see nothing but the enemy army. Strange things were happening to them. As she watched, dozens of them just…
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      by Tower Curator The Throne. The massive machine of flames and clockwork. Ignoring it worked surprisingly well considering how… oppressive its very presence was. It was almost strange how easily it faded into the background when she had other tasks to focus on, like Tenebrael and Kasita. She had to wonder if there was some kind of meaning or reason behind that. Like… did the Throne deliberately hide itself from mortals? That would certainly explain why the angels insisted that it was ever present and everything, yet…
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      by Tower Curator For all that the Endless Expanse was a hell to mortals, it was, at least, a pretty hell. No fire and brimstone, obviously. Just the fractal iridescence of multi-faceted towers and buildings, all standing tall over what appeared to be an infinite chasm. Looking at it through those portholes that Irulon had developed did not give the city of the Throne the justice it deserved. Everything was just so much more here in person. The towers were unfathomably massive. From all the windows she had looked…
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      Apotheosis

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa… was not quite sure what was going on. She was adrift again. Or that was what it felt like. No sights or sounds anywhere. No real sensations at all. Yet it was different this time. Every other time, there had been something of an apathetic warmth surrounding everything, which she had decided was either angels or the Throne. Possibly both. Whatever divine magic filled them radiated out through the otherwise void to create a sea of comforting magic. That was all gone. The first thing Alyssa did…
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      by Tower Curator Oz stood near the potion shop’s front door, wearing his scale mail vest. He had a sword on one hip and a short dagger on the other. The same equipment she had seen him wear on the night of the attack. None of it looked to be in a good condition anymore. The scales in his vest were torn here and there, including a fairly large gash around the side of his ribs, though it didn’t cut far into the under armor. Alyssa couldn’t see the sword with its sheath in the way, but the dagger’s formerly sharp…
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      Thief

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      by Tower Curator “I see,” Irulon said, scratching down a few notes in her notebook. Izsha, resting in a pile of straw within the monster camp, simply stared patiently. It was the third such interview session between the two since Izsha’s awakening. Alyssa had sat in for all three thus far, and all three had been roughly the same. Irulon had a list of questions which she posed to Izsha. Most were simple yes or no questions that Izsha could answer with a nod or shake of its head. Some were a bit more complex. How…
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      Magic

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa stared down at the yellowing, leathery paper with a slight frown on her face. The map was… not as useful as she had been hoping. It gave her a vague idea of where some things were. But it lacked so much detail that she felt was necessary to a proper map. She would never be able to actually navigate with it beyond heading in a vague direction. Not that she would be able to navigate with a proper map. Internet based maps and GPS had clearly spoiled her. “Here is where we are,” Aziz said,…
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      Harping On

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      by Tower Curator Once again, Alyssa awoke feeling like she hadn’t slept for more than an hour. For some reason, she had a feeling that doing so would become a trend in this world. It wasn’t for fear that a harpy would sneak into her cave and murder her in her sleep this time. No need to sneak in when there was already a harpy sitting in the back of the cave. After removing the arrow, she had set to cleaning the harpy’s wound. Luckily, it came out clean and without damaging anything else. Using a scrap of a blanket…
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