Author: Alexandra
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Retribution
The witch lay in the burning wreckage, shock setting into his body as he looked around. His arms screamed with pain as his magicks stitched them back together, but he couldn’t feel it past the haze that had settled over his mind. A shift came through the rubble, pieces being pushed aside by an invisible…
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Vacation
CW: 2nd person, CNC, lite identify fuzziness / memory fuckery, disorientation You and your girlfriend had been together for years now; things had settled into their day to day rhythm, life was good. She was a low-level witch, doing research work with a distant coven, you were a clerk at a local shop. The routine…
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Decondition
Deconditioning combat dolls was inevitably a lengthy process, particularly after having their sensenets removed for civilian compliance. Bonded to their witches, handlers who weren’t prepared for the process found it excruciating. A technique that came to some prominence after land grants became common practice on newly terraformed worlds was to utilize decommissioned combat dolls as…
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Teaching
The witch’s assignment to the chancellor’s daughter wasn’t without its controversy. The senate felt it improper to have witchcraft in their presence; the daughter felt it was yet another way for her father to keep an eye on her. Nothing more than a spy. Still, the chancellor felt it important for his heir-apparent to be…
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Train Stop
For the last few weeks you’d visited the train station, there was always the same doll sitting there, a book in one hand, holding a sign in the other. Elegant handwritten cursive identified it as ownerless. Every day, it was at the same location, never moving away. For the most part, the other travelers never…
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Boundaries
The lone doll was ushered into an inner chamber, heavy doors slamming shut behind it as it walked the length of the courtroom with an inhuman grace. To its sides, dozens of priestesses and attendants murmured at its presence, but its focus was singular. On a radiant throne directly ahead of it, a titanic figure…
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Changes
Originally written for the #emptyminusempty hashtag “Do you think this place will be here much longer?” Amber took a bite of his meal, some kind of bird on a stick. “With all the renovation, that is.” “Probably. This place is under protection of the local Lord.” Ashley shrugged. “Still, I’m sure that applies to plenty…
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Doll Party
The two witches, emerald and ruby, stood atop an overhand and peered out into the crowd of dolls below. Behind them, a lithe demon was cleaning its pistol, while their fae companion paced back and forth. “It’s too risky,” the fae mumbled, holding their coat close. “We were hired for this job; we can’t very…
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[Essay] A Lot of Complicated Gender Feelings
When I was thirteen, I told my dad I wanted to go to MIT. I was going be an engineer, and I wanted to go to a prestigious school. My dad was about three quarters of the way gone from reality at this point, but he wanted to see me succeed, so he encouraged this…
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Protected: A Free Night
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