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    Rosalea or Lavellan survived the fall of Elvhenan. That is a long time to live, and hopefully, she'll live longer still, human fanaticism non-withstanding.

    This will have bits and pieces that don't quite fit, as well as the story proper.

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    As per Queen Mercy the Alluring, High Queen of Amorra, put it:

    "So one day in the Amorra chat we were discussing Amorra Week and Korrlok Week and my poor brain couldn’t keep up and somehow mushed them together into “Amorralok Week.”

    I blurted out, “Wait, there’s an Amorralok Week?”

    The chat fell silent for several seconds until nearly everyone declared, “IF THERE ISN’T, IT EXISTS NOW!”"

    I have gone through dangers untold, and have posted the week of Amorralok!
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    Butterfly Effect

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    Only a few moments ago, Guanyin temple had been collapsing around him, rubble falling at his feet. Sizhui had frozen in the midst of it all, completely unmoored. He did nothing still when Senior Wei pressed close and smiled at him, blood dripping from the corners of his lips. It was a gory smile, all red teeth, and so obviously forced. “It’s okay, Sizhui,” he’d said. “You’ll be okay.”

    And then a talisman was slammed into his diaphragm.

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    Lan Sizhui finds himself sixteen years in the past - before the ambush at Qiongqi Path, before the Bloodbath of Nightless City, before Lan Wangji's seclusion, and before Wei Wuxian's death.

    He has the opportunity to save his family - all of it. Sizhui isn't going to let that slip through his fingers.

    (Spanish & Russian Translation Available - see first chapter notes).

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    30 Nov 2020

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    Wei Wuxian plays the flute. Someone in Wei Wuxian's apartment complex plays violin. Sometimes, they play the flute and the violin together, and it's... nice. It's really nice. It's sort of the nicest thing going on in his life right now, honestly.

    It's like the poets say: Music is love in search of a word.

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    28 Nov 2020

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    Lan Qiren sat with Lan Xichen, biding his time as his elder nephew poured tea. It wasn't until Lan Xichen brought the fine cup up to his mouth to sip that he asked his question—"What is Wangji's relationship with Wei Wuxian?"

    His nephew did not quite choke, but it was a near thing. Of course, decades of strict discipline had made it so that Lan Xichen simply inhaled too deeply, and in too close of a vicinity to his steaming tea. Lan Qiren sipped patiently.

    "Ah," Lan Xichen smiled delicately. "I believe them to be on good terms, though I am unsure of the exact nature of their relationship."

    "I figured so. A letter from Lotus Pier was received earlier today. A Jiang retinue, accompanied by their Sect Leader, will be arriving tomorrow to discuss a potential engagement between Wangji and Wei Wuxian."

    This time, his nephew really did choke.

    (in which lan wangji and wei wuxian are best friends, and madam yu takes full advantage of it.)

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    25 Nov 2020

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    YOU RETURNED. He blurted as Harry peered through the opening in his tree. I DID NOT THINK YOU WOULD.

    Harry grinned, “I’m full of surprises. And also elements. I got them all. So. You ready for this?” he asked as he rolled his sleeves up.

    Vaatu swelled up to his full height and flicked his tendrils, ARE YOU READY, HARRY, TO HELP ME REDRESS THE BALANCE? he asked pointedly.

    The Gryffindor nodded. “Yep. Let’s get you out of that tree?”

    Famous last words.

    When making deals with the Fae, with the Spirits, and with the Gods, be careful what you say. Words have power, and your word is your bond. Harry learns this the hard way when he finds himself in a strange world, in the middle of a war, with a powerful spirit latched onto his soul. First he must fix the balance, find his Spiritual Brother, and only once he'd saved the world would Vaatu help him find a way to save his own. So. Y'know. No pressure or anything.

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    17 Nov 2020

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    There was a sudden gasp from the crowd outside. The disciples and Madam Mo looked up sharply. A hush fell over, like a giant hand had covered them, and the crowd slowly parted to let a person through, a person whose face was still dappled with powder and rogue. Despite the ridiculous appearance, there was something dark in his face, a calmness not fitting of this—bizarre—lunatic.

    In the distance, the tune of the guqin strummed to a stop.

     

    aka Lan Wangji attempts to survive in the body of a short cultivator

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    14 Nov 2020