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  1. Public Bookmark 63

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    Professor Alhaitham talks nonstop about his husband. Professor Kaveh refuses to say much about his.

    As a student taking classes from each of them, Sethos becomes increasingly convinced they're talking about each other - and unfortunately for his classmates, he's never met a mystery he was willing to leave unsolved.

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    There are six versions of Dottore and not a single one of them knows how to say I care about you without wrapping it in an equation, a budget report, or a cup of tea they claim they made by accident

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    09 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 40

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    Something is missing.

    He can’t find it, but he has no idea what it may be. Al-Haitham usually has a good memory. He remembers everything he’s read and he knows everything that he owns, but that damn itch won’t leave him.

    OR: Al-Haitham, in the midst of an investigation, meets a man he’s already in love with.

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    31 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 65

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    There was a girl back in the Akademiya. Odd, that she was so integral to his expulsion, and yet Zandik could not remember her name. He barely remembered her face. He remembered what she looked like when he cut her open at the picnic – the horror so fleeting, how her mouth slanted and froze there, like it intended to slide off her face. She’d thought he was handsome and interesting. He hadn’t cared if she thought he was the ugliest creature Irimsul ever recorded, truthfully. He just wanted to know what it looked like to see someone’s insides, how long it took for them to cool from the unyielding grip of death.

    He cared if this stranger thought he was handsome.

    “Do you trust me, Veksel?” He asked at last.

    And Feofan smiled at him, glitter in those spellbinding eyes. “Not even slightly.”

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    Zandik is not certain he loves. But he is certain he knows what he wants -- and what all versions of him have in common.

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    30 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 46

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    Just like Icarus, Dottore set his goal for the sun, and yet here Pantalone was, hopelessly enamoured with the moonlight left in its wake.

    “And you must understand this, Feofan…”

    His thumb traced slowly along Pantalone’s cheekbone, brushing away the tear that had escaped moments prior, the touch warm and achingly careful. It felt almost contradictory, this tenderness coming from the very same hands that had torn apart flesh, carved through divinity, reached fearlessly into horrors that would drive lesser men mad.

    “Know that when I die, I will die satisfied."

    Outside, somewhere beyond the frost-laced windows of the palace, the world continued to turn indifferently. The promise of war, of divine retribution, continued to loom over them. And Dottore—brilliant, monstrous, gentle Dottore—had always been born with his eyes fixed forward and upward.

    “I will die on my own terms.”

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    Pantalone was a very desperate man.

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    25 May 2026