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rough // final

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Kiss me under the moon

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Stop, in the name of (heart-shaped traffic lights, Iceland).

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NEW WEEKEND DEAL - "Dawn" and "Night". More details at the link in my bio.

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mirror's edge catalyst ► charter hill

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Tedessa (Teddy) Book: Unnamed WIP

A shadow wielding assassin with a thin grasp of her potential, forced into violent servitude by those she once loved. Desperate to escape the life inflicted up on her, she'll do anything -- help anyone -- to set herself free.

Original Character - L.F. Alexander // @lfalexander-author Original Art - Wren Frady // Feather Finder Originals

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Excerpt - Ch. 12 [redacted] shuddered as she walked down the dimly lit hallway away from [redacted]'s office, though it wasn't cold. She could hear his shrieks echoing down the corridor. She pursed her lips and strode down the stairs toward her office in the Capitol's basement -- her beloved Dungeon. She pushed the beaded curtains she'd installed in lieu of a door to the side, eyes adjusting quickly to the darkness as she made her way in. [redacted] was still sitting at one of the long desks, the glow of the ten or so screens on the wall illuminating his face. He didn't react to her entrance -- he trusted her. She huffed a laugh to herself. Idiot. As she came up behind him, she regarded the contents of the monitors for a moment. [redacted]'s exact location in the Hinterlands -- a day or two's foot travel from the region's main city -- was her original landing point. She hadn't moved far since, maybe a couple miles. No doubt she was exhausted -- and not alone. She'd used a ton of aether to keep that portal open. [redacted] looked over to a different monitor, displaying energy metrics of all aether devices in the complex over the last 24 hours. The portal had used more aether in five minutes than she could get any aether device to store at one time. She shook her head in raw disbelief. She'd known [redacted] was powerful but -- the amount of power she'd drawn on to keep that portal open was -- difficult to fathom.

[redacted] still wasn't a hundred percent sure how the network functioned -- the intricacies of those aether properties were well beyond her comprehension, as much as she tried to learn. The human texts on [redacted] magic were completely fucking useless. She had to do all her research on her own and she didn't have many willing test subjects. She looked down at [redacted] and let out a small sigh. She laid a leather clad hand on his shoulder, her touch gentle. Before he could turn to face her, she cracked the butt of her pistol against his temple, sending him falling sideways out of his chair, tumbling to the ground. "Sorry, bud. Confidential." [redacted] quickly shuffled through her catalog of potions to find the one she was looking for. A small vial of clear liquid -- the Leyman wouldn't be able to tell it from water. She made her way back to [redacted] and stood over him. She tilted his face up, his head weighing more than she'd thought it would. She squeezed the edges of his jaw, prying his mouth open just enough to dunk the contents of the vial down his throat. She tucked the empty vial in between her breasts to dispose of later. [redacted] took one last look around her Dungeon before she grabbed [redacted] by the collar and vanished, her unconscious apprentice vanishing with her.

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Oil on canvas

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by Maya Beano