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  1. Rec 49

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    Elorian understands before Sansa does, which is probably why he changes to a tiny little field mouse and scampers up her sleeve, so he can’t be taken away from her when she begins to rage and scream as Ice descends and Mafanwye fades in a brilliant starburst of golden dust.

    (Or, HDM daemons in Westeros and all that that entails).

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    22 May 2013

  2. Public Bookmark 5

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    There’s teammates, and then there’s pack.

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    21 May 2013

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    “Do you know what you’re getting into?” Marty asks.

    Corey fixes him with a look of bland confusion, balancing his stick under his arm, and waits.

    “You know what I’m talking about,” Marty says, and he’s using his ‘I’m the veteran goalie, you listen to my sage advice’ voice, the one he uses when he actually is being serious. “Stepping in for another alpha? For a human when he isn’t even your pack? It’s going to get complicated.” The furrow between his eyes says that’s an understatement.

    Corey looks away, because he knows.

  3. Rec 27

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    When Mark was born, certain things were assumed to be natural. There was magic, and there were magical creatures, and sometimes the world worked in ways that you really, really couldn't understand.

    So when Mark dies on his nineteenth birthday and wakes up in bed the next morning, entirely unchanged, it's less unexpected than it could've been.

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    18 May 2013

    Bookmarker's Notes

    "You're not supposed to be here."

    It's the beginning of the eighteenth century and Mark is over two thousand years old. The boy talking to him is no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, wide-eyed and dark-haired and naïve, if he'll talk to a stranger he stumbles upon in the untamed wilds just because they're dressed nicely. Mark considers killing him just to teach him a lesson about prudence, but that seems counterproductive since he wouldn't be capable of actually learning from it.

    But this is the first time someone has spoken to him first in longer than Mark can remember, so he eventually responds, "Neither are you."

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    6 May 2013

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    Fandom classic. <3

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    21 Apr 2013

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