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hourly quotes from Unjust Depths, an underwater space opera webnovel and other works by Madiha S. (abnormalsuit.bsky.social).
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All of us are drawn together by a current, Euphrates. We’ll be destined to meet again.

With the voice, a different voice than before, reverberating in the hollow of her frail chest.

Euphrates stood unsteadily atop the dust and walked.

Step by step over the dust. Alone.
December 11, 2025 at 2:39 PM
Was this how she was going to die? All alone out in the ocean, torn out of a Diver by a screeching monster, screaming her heart out without a soul to hear?
December 11, 2025 at 1:36 PM
“If it were up to you we wouldn’t have a press. But it’s a valuable asset, if you know how to manage it.”

“Look at you, giving the people a bit of democracy and free press as a yummy little treat.”

“Don’t be such a brat unless you’re looking to get disciplined, Parvati.”
December 11, 2025 at 12:32 PM
In response, Marinka suddenly started sobbing.

“Oh god, that bad?” Maya said, her voice trembling.

And in response to that, Marinka pulled Maya in for a kiss across the cafeteria table.
December 11, 2025 at 11:31 AM
“Keep working hard, cutey.”

“Huh?”

By the time Homa recognized the compliment, Ulyana Korabiskaya was back in her ship.
December 11, 2025 at 10:31 AM
Ulyana felt something in the back of her head.

There was a sharp and sudden pain as if a nail was digging into her skull.

She couldn’t help it and flinched, unable to conceal it.

Just as quickly as it came, however, the pain was gone. Flinching was all she did.
December 11, 2025 at 9:25 AM
“Hey. You wound me. I spotted for you and everything.”

“Yeah you were a great help, and you had an amazing vantage point on my tits I bet.”

“Again, your sarcasm wounds me. Ascribing such impure motives.”
December 11, 2025 at 8:21 AM
Slumped against a pile of plastic containers, her once beautiful dress now rags.

Her tail grown longer than her body, her hair overlong, lacking the energy to do anything.

Receiving only enough care to retain the shape of a human, but no more.
December 11, 2025 at 7:21 AM
“Are you pro-human experimentation?”

“An unfair and loaded question.”
December 11, 2025 at 6:19 AM
Color indicated intensity and proximal emotional responses; but the texture hid the truth. Obermeyer’s was red with a green stripe; its texture wet and roiling. Lustful, desperate, afraid.
December 11, 2025 at 5:15 AM
“Wizard III– If I were to spare only a single one of your troops. Please name one.”

Avaritia spoke in a cruel, uncaring tone of voice.

Wizard III felt a jolt of terror directly into her heart. Her lips quivered, teeth chattered.
December 11, 2025 at 4:17 AM
Fernanda put down her cup and looked at Alex in the eyes.

“Self-effacing ill becomes you. Making sport of you is my exclusive domain.” She said.

Alex stared, momentarily dumbfounded.

Once she understood the meaning of Fernanda’s words– she almost wanted to cry.
December 11, 2025 at 3:16 AM
“It’s amazing, Gertrude. You keep going to war, and you come back looking ever more beautiful than you left. What’s your secret? Do you drink the blood of your fallen enemies?”

Gertrude flinched slightly.
December 11, 2025 at 2:15 AM
Her tail had been cut in half, as had been her cartilaginous, fin-like ear. Only her Katarran armor was still intact.

When Raaya gasped, Majida looked up from her seeming stupor and smiled weakly.

“Don’t worry. It’ll all grow back.”
December 11, 2025 at 1:10 AM
“I’ve grown quite independent. But I also have something to lose now. I’ve fallen in love.”

Norn grinned. Such a funny thing to say! “Fallen in love? I can relate to that.”
December 11, 2025 at 12:10 AM
They both left their coats on the side of the bed, so when Arbitrator I wrapped her arms around her Zachikova could glance down and see the bloodless pale skin of those sinewy, skinny limbs exposed by the sleeveless shirt she wore sans bodysuit.
December 10, 2025 at 11:10 PM
For the sake of her beloved friend, Gertrude Lichtenberg prostrated herself.
December 10, 2025 at 10:10 PM
“I see! Well, that’s not a problem for me.” Aatto casually responded.

Murati was not facing Aatto but could practically see her expression in her mind’s eye.

Her mind was briefly overcome in a storm of emotions.

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? WHAT–?!
December 10, 2025 at 9:04 PM
“Yurii is a very attractive girl, athletic, handsome, voluptuous. In full bloom, you could say.” Erich had no reaction to the joke. Adelheid clutched her skirt in clear irritation.
December 10, 2025 at 8:02 PM
And then Radu the Marzban disappeared as suddenly as he came, his entire body briefly glowing before the light bended around him to conceal him from view.
December 10, 2025 at 7:01 PM
Klara felt compelled to make herself seem small whenever she walked through the office.

As if any of those shouting people could pluck her from the hall and destroy her instantly.

Yegorova was usually one such person– no luck escaping her today.
December 10, 2025 at 6:01 PM
Not when her own eyes started weeping and she wanted them to stop. Not when she wanted to hate Sieglinde von Castille and lay all of the sins of the Empire upon her so she could crush them like her own little revolution.
December 10, 2025 at 5:01 PM
Her mind went dark, her body falling gently.

To a world of great open skies, conquered by the crowns of massive trees.

Iridescent foliage casting many-colored shadows the world beneath.

Great silver-white trunks stretched down from heaven to thick, jagged roots prism-purple.
December 10, 2025 at 4:01 PM
Adelheid crossed her arms and turned her cheek at such easy responses to her provocations.

Her pouting face was simply delicious— but turning her all red would have to wait.

All Norn allowed herself at the moment was to reach out and gently smack her in the cheek.
December 10, 2025 at 2:55 PM
To Amelia, a ship full of ethnics with money to throw around– did she even view any of them as truly human? Was she another racist in a racist station?

“Captain? Is something wrong? You looked a little intense there for a moment.”

“Oh, nothing.”
December 10, 2025 at 1:56 PM