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  1. Public Bookmark 58

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    It looks about as wide as a desk drawer, and not much taller.

    It's also pitch black. Like daemons bubbling up out of the ground black. Like Noct's entire wardrobe black. Like someone spilled ink on the Regalia at midnight black.

    Prompto says, "You're joking," and his mouth feels as dry as the long, dusty road leading away from Longwythe.

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    23 Jul 2017

  2. Public Bookmark 22

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    They’re in Zegnautus, Noct won’t look him in the eye, and it feels like they’re back on that train in Cartanica, hurtling towards the end without a brake in sight, which means—Gladio will have to make one.

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    23 Jul 2017

  3. Public Bookmark 29

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    Noctis shivers. "Why am I back?"

    "Because," Gladio says, "the First King is gone."

    There are many things he doesn't understand, even after his years in the Crystal, and he knows now that he will never understand some of them, not in this life. He thinks about Luna, about Gentiana, about the Kings, about his father. He thinks of old stone ruins filled with water, smoking mountain peaks, abandoned tombs and glowing blue butterflies and castles in the Tenebraean sky. Maybe it doesn't matter.

    (In which that which was lost is found. Canon-compliant, if you just squint a little bit.)

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    12 Jul 2017

  4. Public Bookmark 17

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    The ring fell to the floor between them. Noct looked down, but didn't move to pick it up. He looked almost afraid to touch it. They stood frozen for a long moment.

    Then Gladio said, "Fine." He bent.

    Noct's face drained of all color. "Gladio, wait," he said, and reached out a moment too late.

    Gladio put on the ring.

    (Yelling at the gods is a Lucian pastime. Kinkmeme fill.)

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    11 Jul 2017

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    At the start of junior year, Prompto catches some dumb bug that's going around school.

    Half the class has been out with it already, a revolving door of kids who are gone for a week and then come back bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Even Noct gets knocked out for a day or two, sending Prompto texts about how bored he is during class time. Prompto shoots back: "it's like your dream vacation dude. you get to nap all day. :p"

    He thinks he's going to get off free and clear, right up until the morning he wakes up with his head pounding, feeling like someone took a cheese grater to his throat.

    He gropes for the phone on his bedside table – taps out a message to Noct: "you got me sick, you jerk."

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    18 Jun 2017