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After a long journey, a quiet rest was a welcome reprieve—a chance to regain energy, to reflect, to relax. This, however, was entirely too quiet. Yashee had grown used to the sounds of students in the halls and the surrounding dorms, the sounds of instruments and snatches of songs and conversation. Now, with this purple spore… virus… whatever knocking everyone out… Yashee sat cross-legged on the floor next to her dad's cot. The stone floors were unforgiving, especially after being curled into so small a position for so long, but simply leaving him felt wrong. A few beds over, Randy and Raz'ul had crashed on an unoccupied cot, necessity f...

After a long journey, a quiet rest was a welcome reprieve—a chance to regain energy, to reflect, to relax. This, however, was entirely too quiet. Yashee had grown used to the sounds of students in the halls and the surrounding dorms, the sounds of instruments and snatches of songs and conversation. Now, with this purple spore… virus… whatever knocking everyone out… Yashee sat cross-legged on the floor next to her dad's cot. The stone floors were unforgiving, especially after being curled into so small a position for so long, but simply leaving him felt wrong. A few beds over, Randy and Raz'ul had crashed on an unoccupied cot, necessity f...

"Hey, sooooooo…" Magnus looked away from the horizon in time to see Taako wave a hand vaguely in his direction. "What's with the necklace?" Magnus' hand closed around the necklace—or rather, around the thin silver tube and simple metal band hanging from the leather cord around his neck—the memories inside it making the metal burn his calloused skin. "What do you mean?" he mumbled. "Not to get too personal or anything," Taako went on, folding his legs to sit cross-legged on the log beside Magnus. "Just wondering, since you never take it off." What was he supposed to say ? That— • • • Magnus' hands flex around the reins of the horse pulling...