On Monday, my servants bring me platters of fruit. On Tuesday, they pour me rich rose baths. On Wednesday, I give a speech from the rooftops and bestow
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Restore/Reorder
I’ve figured me out: I do something stupid or nasty then I feel bad. Then I punish myself. Like, I exiled you. Now I write letters to you
Rerun
I didn’t give into my baser instincts and turn the trees into people—for fifty years, at least, I kept wandering and writing you
Belonging
Yeah, Brisbane wasn’t alone. All the cities I found to the south: dead. All the towns I found: ghostly. All the life I found: snakes and bugs and possums and rabbits and bin chickens. So I flew back to
Equality
I filled Brisbane with a bunch of trees. Just, transported the whole forest one set of roots at a time. And I didn’t give into my baser instincts and turn them all into people
But Don’t Worry/Entropic
I imbued the trees with normatropism even though it took several years with Earth’s scarce magic to work out the summoning rings to make brains out of tree sap
14- Down to Earth
Yeah, I went back to Earth. I don’t know why, there’s very little to use for magic there. There used to be, according to some old demons and monsters. But all the roads and cars and cities and
Blight Reaper
Sliptide’s sleeping lover dozed in the den, yet mud from hundreds of years of monsoons had nearly closed the opening. I didn’t unblock it, though, since she still had several thousand
sow chaos
I stayed until the night’s life left my wrinkled skin and white hair as old as ever, but I was so scared to check if Sliptide got her memories back that of course I punished myself by tracking her down
13- the tyrant
I wandered the Realm of Green Dragons for seasons, hunted skins for tents and sandals, took a few emerald scales from a sleeping dragon’s swampy cave
Jordyn Saelor 