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September 24 - October 13, 2025
To anyone who’s ever felt lost in a wood. There is a strange sort of finding in losing.
Once laid bare to Ione Hawthorn, he would forever be laid bare, just as Ravyn had laid himself bare to Elspeth.
He yelled himself raw—until a sky full of stars danced before his eyes.
“Someday. But first, I want a hundred years with you.”
Clever men died on their own terms. And if they were wary, clever, and good, they perhaps died in peace.