𝕀𝕃𝕃𝕌𝔾𝔸✶
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𝗧𝗵𝘂𝘀 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗜 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗲 — 𝘄𝗵𝗼𝗺𝘀𝗼𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗻𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀.
𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 || 25+ ✑ by Dromi.
𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 || 25+ ✑ by Dromi.
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*/ for my own reference.
February 4, 2026 at 8:43 PM
*/ for my own reference.
Illuga was a mess. The knot on his chest was tighter than ever, impeding him to breathe properly.
His sobs became shallow breaths, and he couldn't stop the tears as much as he wanted.
His cheeks were colored red from the embarrasment too, as losing composure like this was the last thing he wanted »
His sobs became shallow breaths, and he couldn't stop the tears as much as he wanted.
His cheeks were colored red from the embarrasment too, as losing composure like this was the last thing he wanted »
There was a difference between catharsis and self-sabotage. Both arose from grief; both were things Flins had experienced.
Watching as Illuga blamed himself... it cut him deep, sharper than steel. Hadn't he done the same all that time ago? Did he not, to this day, continue to harbor regrets that
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Watching as Illuga blamed himself... it cut him deep, sharper than steel. Hadn't he done the same all that time ago? Did he not, to this day, continue to harbor regrets that
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Flins' silence was all he needed. and Oh hell, how he needed that; but at the same time, the shame also shared space with his grief. He really doesn't want to lose composure in front of someone who he always looked up to.
What would he think of him, when he breaks so easily at a soldier's death? »
What would he think of him, when he breaks so easily at a soldier's death? »
February 4, 2026 at 9:29 PM
Illuga was a mess. The knot on his chest was tighter than ever, impeding him to breathe properly.
His sobs became shallow breaths, and he couldn't stop the tears as much as he wanted.
His cheeks were colored red from the embarrasment too, as losing composure like this was the last thing he wanted »
His sobs became shallow breaths, and he couldn't stop the tears as much as he wanted.
His cheeks were colored red from the embarrasment too, as losing composure like this was the last thing he wanted »
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"Make them two glasses of water, and you'll have a deal" Illuga replied, smiling broadly.
"I'll pass the request to the old man." He got serious again, what a shame. "We'll see how much fuel I can transport weekly by ship. Do you have a place to store it, now that I think of it?"
"I'll pass the request to the old man." He got serious again, what a shame. "We'll see how much fuel I can transport weekly by ship. Do you have a place to store it, now that I think of it?"
"If there exists such a Lightkeeper, I would have the utmost faith in their capabilities. If you will, Young Master, please pass them a message for me: that my lighthouse doors will always be open for them..."
Cue a teasing smile. "And they will be greeted warmly, with a full glass of water."
Cue a teasing smile. "And they will be greeted warmly, with a full glass of water."
"I bet it's someone who's dedicated, responsible, and is familiarized with the route." He continues the game, winking an eye.
"I'll make sure the old man chooses someone that's up to the task, Sir Flins. You don't deserve less than only the best."
"I'll make sure the old man chooses someone that's up to the task, Sir Flins. You don't deserve less than only the best."
February 4, 2026 at 5:36 PM
"Make them two glasses of water, and you'll have a deal" Illuga replied, smiling broadly.
"I'll pass the request to the old man." He got serious again, what a shame. "We'll see how much fuel I can transport weekly by ship. Do you have a place to store it, now that I think of it?"
"I'll pass the request to the old man." He got serious again, what a shame. "We'll see how much fuel I can transport weekly by ship. Do you have a place to store it, now that I think of it?"
Ugh. All he says it's true. He's been the only one who's been taking the trouble to travel down to his solitary island, out of need to reassure himself that the lone ratnik was fine. It wasn't something Flins asked for, but Illuga took the responsibility by himself.
The old man had no »
The old man had no »
A warm and firm grip on Flins' hand stilled his movements. Though he was already listening intently to the young master's words, it was the unexpected touch that drew his eyes away from his work, forced to confront Illuga head-on rather than misdirect as he usually preferred to do.
"My..."
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"My..."
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"I do. But."
Buts, there's always more buts. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝐼𝑣𝑎𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑦. He kept the words to himself, though, as the delicate care Flins put on his wound on the cheek proves to be most distracting. »
Buts, there's always more buts. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑, 𝐼𝑣𝑎𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑦. He kept the words to himself, though, as the delicate care Flins put on his wound on the cheek proves to be most distracting. »
February 4, 2026 at 2:37 PM
Ugh. All he says it's true. He's been the only one who's been taking the trouble to travel down to his solitary island, out of need to reassure himself that the lone ratnik was fine. It wasn't something Flins asked for, but Illuga took the responsibility by himself.
The old man had no »
The old man had no »
|| I THINK I'M OKAY NOW AHHH
February 4, 2026 at 1:27 PM
|| I THINK I'M OKAY NOW AHHH
🟄 Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀʀᴄʜ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ
ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ, ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴜɴᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴀʟ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀʏ ⸻
ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ, ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴜɴᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴀʟ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀʏ ⸻
February 4, 2026 at 1:21 PM
🟄 Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀʀᴄʜ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ
ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ, ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴜɴᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴀʟ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀʏ ⸻
ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ, ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴜɴᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴀʟ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀʏ ⸻
|| whoops, fixed my interactions
February 4, 2026 at 12:40 PM
|| whoops, fixed my interactions
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February 4, 2026 at 12:30 PM
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|| alright one thing done now I'll have to fill in the stuff AHHHH
February 4, 2026 at 12:07 PM
|| alright one thing done now I'll have to fill in the stuff AHHHH
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February 4, 2026 at 12:04 PM
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"Uhm. And what could be a decent life for me, in your opinion, Sir Flins?"
Now he's curious. He shouldn't have poked the bear like that.
Now he's curious. He shouldn't have poked the bear like that.
" It's nothing. I was merely thinking out loud. " a light smile, that doesn't reach his eyes. Seems like something is on his mind.
"Why are you saying it as if my life isn't decent enough as it is?"
Apart from being a lightkeeper, there's nothing much left for him. Or he doesn't dare to think about it.
Apart from being a lightkeeper, there's nothing much left for him. Or he doesn't dare to think about it.
February 4, 2026 at 11:46 AM
"Uhm. And what could be a decent life for me, in your opinion, Sir Flins?"
Now he's curious. He shouldn't have poked the bear like that.
Now he's curious. He shouldn't have poked the bear like that.
"Why are you saying it as if my life isn't decent enough as it is?"
Apart from being a lightkeeper, there's nothing much left for him. Or he doesn't dare to think about it.
Apart from being a lightkeeper, there's nothing much left for him. Or he doesn't dare to think about it.
you should live a decent life.
February 4, 2026 at 11:32 AM
"Why are you saying it as if my life isn't decent enough as it is?"
Apart from being a lightkeeper, there's nothing much left for him. Or he doesn't dare to think about it.
Apart from being a lightkeeper, there's nothing much left for him. Or he doesn't dare to think about it.
"I need to convince more people to play tabletop troupe with..."
February 4, 2026 at 10:17 AM
"I need to convince more people to play tabletop troupe with..."
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But I haven't seen a dog anywhere. Only the old man mentioning it once...
February 3, 2026 at 10:35 PM
But I haven't seen a dog anywhere. Only the old man mentioning it once...
Whoops, I guess I'm late to go now?
February 3, 2026 at 10:32 PM
Whoops, I guess I'm late to go now?