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  1. Public Bookmark 6

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    There, across the lounge, he sees a gorgeous woman, incredibly tall, wearing dark flared jeans and jewelry everywhere possible: her waist, her wrists, her fingers, her neck. Her hair is long and loc'd, embedded with golden rings and charms that must've taken hours to do. The blue-ish lights land on her arm, where scars cast shadows, but they seem to make her all the more alluring. He watches long, manicured fingers reach over and... pick-pocket the man next to her, stealing a credit card without remorse. [...]

    Her hand comes up to push a shorter loc from her face, long eyelashes batting over magenta eyes as he gets a better look at the rings, trying to snap out of his drunken stupor.

    ...

    Is that fucking Jabber?

    Or, Zanka goes to a club for a night out and discovers... something.

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    14 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 32

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    All it takes is one cut from Jabber’s left claw to fuck Zanka up. It doesn’t matter if it means another fight or another hundred—he needs to feel Jabber coursing through his veins again. Even if it means going home with him, Zanka needs it. He’s addicted.

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    14 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 8

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    His heart races like he fought all those battles in his sleep, like his bones were breaking. His body feels foreign compared to the suffocating one his dream accustomed him to. The sudden lack of pain makes him numb; his fingers forgetting which tendons they were strung to, his ribs weak and ready to give out to his organs. Zanka can't remember how to breathe when it doesn't hurt.

    Whose memories are these?

    Zanka is plagued by strange dreams.

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    14 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 18

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    Stolen cigarettes, acetaminophen and shitty Opioids and the Percocets in between, black market hallucinogens, shots of vodka snatched off the bar when Enjin has his back turned.

    None of them compare to that poison. Zanka can't stop needing more.

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    14 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 1

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    14 Jun 2026