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Austin can see the magic extending outwards from him like it does from Naberius, stretching towards the bookshelf in front of him in a thin conduit. His magic is a bright, sickly green color that looks more the way he would expect ectoplasm to look, the color searing itself into…
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“Sloppy,” Naberius says, the point of his sword just barely brushing against Austin’s throat. “Try it again.” He shifts in his chair, crossing one leg…
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The party takes a long time to wind down. Even after most of the crowd has left, there’s still a few stragglers - Austin sees Abyss among them and gets…
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“Nice to meet you,” Austin says automatically. He can barely feel his lips moving around the words. The unpleasantly familiar feeling of dissociation is…
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His time with Abyss is over faster than Austin would have anticipated - they insist on only keeping him for two dances, in case any other demons want a…
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The food, Austin finds, is perfectly edible. He’s not entirely sure what any of it really is, but Naberius and Morse have both assured him that none of…
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“It’d be a funny old world, he reflected, if demons went round trusting one another.” - Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett, Good Omens Austin swallows past…
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