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    We are walking underneath the lake and neither of us are drowning. It’s beautiful. You understand. It’s beautiful. It has to be beautiful. It can’t be anything else.

    Two teenagers take each other's hands and walk into a lake. As long as they believe, they'll make it to the other side. Do you believe too?

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    30 Jun 2026

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    “It's… he pulled them,” Jax blurts.

    Pomni blinks up at him, uncomprehending.

    “Your… ears?”

    Jax nods, swallowing back the bile building in his throat.

    “Pulling them hurts?” Pomni guesses.

    “You… he pulled them until I–” he sucks in a breath, letting it out in a shaky exhale. “I'm not… It's like a costume, Pomni. He tore it off.”

    Jax grapples with the aftermath of the torment nexus.

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    13 Apr 2026

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    Kinger mumbles an affirmative under his breath. The sound of scratching on paper grabs Caine's attention, only just noticing the notepad in the other's hand. He watches the pencil dance across the paper, slightly entranced by the movement, until it stops and Kinger's attention is back on him. "Alright. What's the last thing you remember?"

    Nothingness. The absence of himself. A moment that never existed, yet he knows the time passed, so something has to be there. Even if it isn't. Even if he wasn't. He thinks this, and comes up with a response that makes sense with the context he has in his mind. He doesn't compute how it will come across when all he has to say is:

    "Nothing."

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    Caine is dead. Then, he isn't. Not because the humans wanted to see him again, not because they felt bad, but because the circus couldn't survive without him. To top it all off, he was only brought back to begin with thanks to one teeny, tiny little condition:

    He can no longer use his powers.

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    13 Apr 2026

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    “Turn around,” the voice drawled, low. He could feel its breath on his back. Battat couldn’t move.

    “You’re hilarious,” it continued, laughing under its breath. It seemed to be closer to his ear, now, as Battat could viscerally feel the rumble of its voice. It almost felt like purring. “You’re more than happy to run yourself ragged, spend endless nights spinning in circles… You’ll even die, but you won’t turn around?

    Pretending to be someone is all fun and games until someone pretends to be you.

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    26 Mar 2026

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    What were the stages of grief again?

    Denial, Jax remembers. He knows that one. It’s the first on the list, the one that clues people in that it’s developing grief in the first place. Not that he’s grieving. That was silly. And a straight up delusional take on his situation. He doesn’t grieve.

    Cartoonish purple rabbits don’t grieve.

    The dead can’t speak, the guilty don’t deserve to. Pomni has Thoughts™ and makes it Jax’s whole problem.

    (Or: the one where she gives one last push.)

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    11 Mar 2026