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    English was the language of the West.

    Ilya had no use for it.

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    15 Apr 2026

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    Actual perfection

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    Sometimes Liliya thinks this is her favourite part: her fingers hovering above the chess piece, the heartbeat of stillness before her move. Pure potential. She could make Jane crawl across the floor, kiss her feet, beg. She could make Jane bark like a dog.

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    11 Feb 2026

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    Awooga woof woof

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    Shane wakes up on Tuesday at 5:26 AM on game day in Boston, four minutes before his alarm goes off. Shane wants it to be Wednesday. But no matter what, Shane wakes up on Tuesday at 5:26 AM on game day in Boston, four minutes before his alarm goes off.

    ”Fuck,” he croaks. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

    Chapter 1: Shane wakes up on the same Tuesday over and over again after leaving Rozanov in a rush. Tuesday is his second least favourite day of the week, so he's not really happy about it.

    Chapter 2: Ilya notices Shane acts strangely. He just never remembers.

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    03 Feb 2026

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    !!!!

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    02 Feb 2026

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    An incredible journey, heartwrenching and sweet

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    “I haven’t…” she starts, watches his blue eyes narrowed in concern and it’s distracting, everything’s distracting. “I haven’t had a body in a hundred years,” Zelda manages, and shrugs one shoulder, as if to say what can you do? “I was Hylia, mostly, and a little bit me, but I wasn’t a person. I was the sun and the wind and the water and the dirt and I was in a prison and I was the prison. I feel like I’m blindfolded, now, without that sense of the world, but also everything is so bright and loud and close and I hardly know how I’m managing to speak to you when my skin is feeling wind for the first time in a century. It’s…” she trails off, her words failing her, which is infuriating because she’s a scholar, she’s good at words. “It’s a lot,” she finishes awkwardly, for lack of anything better to say.

    Or: Learning to be a person again, after the end.

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    04 Jul 2025

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    Best zelink I've ever read