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CW: thoughts of suicide You brought me low, so away I go, off to a place on high. And up here I know through the ebb and the flow that you ought to know the why. You brought me low, and though I don’t know, I’m asking myself if I’m up high enough that the
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My brain won’t let me not think of you. After it all, after everything you knew, you still gave up on me like it never meant anything to you. I dreamed of you last night and I think that I would take you back if you asked, even though I could never trust you not
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I wish life was as easy as falling in love. My head now is filled with thoughts of her face and the fear that I won’t be enough. I worry for the rest and not for myself and I tell myself I’ll be okay, but I know that’s not why I don’t worry for myself,
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Another sleepless night, another listless day. Another night I’ve felt alone, I don’t know how to say that I’m no good with no one there and I know that’s not okay, but lately I just fall apart in every little way. I’m fighting and trying but I feel like I’m dying and drowning and choking
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You are my oxygen, my greatest lifeline, the fresh air in my lungs that grounds me to Earth. For you, I find wisdom through it all, and the path through the mire. You are my paragon knight, my sworn shield and ever-loyal vassal, and I vow to protect you just the same. For you, I
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Night always seemed to fall early in Starhold. The Stellar Keep of the Star Knights and the surrounding village was situated deep in the valley of the Blackbank River. When the sun set, the shadows cast by the valley brought the dark faster and heavier than anywhere else that Linzer Evenstar, in all of his
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Red is anticipation, your nerves and your hope. Red is the lights, blinding you and flashing with the sound of the drums. Red is ecstasy, that irreplaceable rush at the new and exciting. Red the flush of her cheeks, the shine of her dress, the tension when your eyes lock with hers. Red is the
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Chapter 2 Nai Ceres, as a rule, never stayed the same for long. The Independent Fleet cycled out its personnel regularly, so the faces one saw were rarely familiar. But the asteroid itself changed, too. 15 years ago, when the Fleet was little more than a band of mercenaries, Ceres had been a radically different
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Imagine that you’re wearing a really uncomfortable shirt. It’s made of scratchy wool, it’s poorly fitted, it’s folded over in a couple spots and rubs up against your skin. But you don’t really realize how uncomfortable it is; I mean it’s the only shirt you’ve ever worn. Over the years you have some struggles. You
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Chapter 1 Avery “Sergeant Avery Takenada, reporting, sir.” “At ease, Tak. How long have we known each other now?” Avery relaxed from the salute they had taken, but their back remained ramrod straight, and they met their commanding officer’s eyes. “Nearly 8 years, sir.” “8 years, Tak. You were in my wedding. I know you
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