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      Thrown Back

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      by Tower Curator Grunting, Alyssa planted her elbow on the seat of a chair, using it to hoist herself to her feet. Black feathers floated through the air, visible against only a faint light coming from a window high up on one of the walls. The mild disorientation of being transported to another world was made all the worse by not knowing where she was. The last few minutes went by in a blur. Alyssa had barely opened her mouth to talk to her mother when Tenebrael burst into the room. For the first time, Alyssa had seen a…
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      Respite

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      by Tower Curator “You stupid angel. I just want a stupid portal from here to Owlcroft. Ugh. Work damn you!” Alyssa let her arm drop with a groan. Her fingernails hadn’t even turned black. Five minutes of trying to make a portal and she had nothing to show for it. She didn’t understand the rules. Was it because time was stopped outside their little bubble? Was Tenebrael just screwing with her? Ugh. She needed Iosefael to come and explain again, or explain properly. She had thought that she was getting the hang of…
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      by Tower Curator Alyssa lurched into a sitting position at the same time as she lurched into reality. Soft grass beneath her. Starry night sky above her. With the pale grey moon hanging high over her, Alyssa knew that she was back. Really back. She could feel the chill of the night’s air on her skin and could hear the splashing of something making noise in the nearby lake. It should have been relaxing. Calming. After spending what felt like forever inside that empty place she had dubbed the adrift, reality was a…
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      Carpentry

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      by Tower Curator “So. You think you’re some kind of prophet now?” Alyssa grimaced at the tone of her mother’s voice. Their relationship had been strained ever since she had arrived. This certainly wasn’t going to help matters. But… “I had to do something.” “And that something was to pretend to be a messenger from these people’s god?” “Yes.” Lisa snapped her head over to Alyssa, directly looking at her for perhaps the first time since the little speech out in front of the villagers. For…
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      by Tower Curator Dragging an uncooperative person up a set of stairs was, as it turned out, unpleasant. Possible. But Alyssa had nearly fallen down more than once just trying to pick her up. After searching her for any extra weapons or cards on her person, Alyssa had tied Morgan up using ropes from the food storage room, which was just below the kitchens. She wasn’t all that well versed in keeping people immobile. However, the internet kept quite extensive notes on the art of bondage. Once certain that Morgan couldn’t…
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      by Tower Curator Alyssa started with the pistols. Setting the food carefully on the ground, she picked up one of them and started turning it over. It really looked brand new. There wasn’t a ding or a scratch in the metal as far as she could see. She almost wondered if it had received the same treatment as her phone. She wasn’t about to try Annihilator on them, especially not without Tenebrael explicitly stating that she had done something to them. And not when trying to call one of them to her outstretched hand failed.…
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      French Toast

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      by Tower Curator “What did you think you were doing? Are you insane?” The programmer sat across from Alyssa, looking around with a bleary expression. Three thick slices of French toast sat on the table in front of him, swimming in maple syrup. A dollop of whipped cream had been plopped on top, cradling a single strawberry. To its side, a glass of orange juice stood tall. Condensation on the side of the glass dripped down to a cork coaster protecting the wooden table. Maybe it was a bit late for breakfast foods,…
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      by Tower Curator It was night. At nighttime, people tended to go to bed. That was something Alyssa should have remembered. Luckily, Tess existed. If it wasn’t for the young servant girl, Alyssa would have needed to wake up Irulon on her own. Short of upending half a bottle of wine on her face, likely ruining her bed at the same time, Alyssa hadn’t an idea how she might have gone about that. Actually convincing Tess to wake up Irulon was another matter entirely. The girl hadn’t wanted to admit them to the floor at…
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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 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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