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    This man is the only person in the world to know how Qifrey felt about this. The only person in the world Qifrey’s spoken to about how he wishes he could carve his blasted womb out of his body and feed it to scalewolves, when they were young and Qifrey came of age and bled through his robes and sobbed, humiliated and angry.

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    04 Jul 2026

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    After years of circling each other, the Silverwood was burned out, and everything else remained.

    So when Olruggio kindly asked if they could be something more, Qifrey accepting was only natural. For him, it was everything else that was hard: the trauma of the Silverwood, the years of lost experiences, the new scars and the old ones. He never expected to get that far. But when he said he would take back what was stolen from him, he meant all of it—Olruggio included.

     

    Or: the three seasons it took to untangle it all.

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    03 Jul 2026

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    “Trouble?” Qifrey asked.

    “Trouble might be a stretch,” Olly replied, “but I should go anyway. Will you be all right here? Should be back in a couple of hours.”

    “Yes, of course. Don’t worry about me.”

    Robes shuffled, then a kiss was pressed to Qifrey’s temple. “I’ll always worry about you.”

    Months after the last of the apprentices leave the atelier, blind Qifrey navigates a day alone.

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    01 Jul 2026

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    (Spoilers for Chapter 93)

    Perhaps, if Qifrey had not been cursed by the silverwood, he would have done things differently. He would have looked at Olruggio with two eyes wide open. He would have realized he was in love with him when was fifteen, or maybe even a little before then, and Olruggio would have told him he knew the moment he saw him. Maybe they would have had years of cuddling and holding hands and sharing a bed and nothing else. Maybe they would have simply enjoyed being in each other's presence until the desire for more eventually simmered, and they would have explored it with stumbling, eager hands and a fire that kindled brighter over time.

    The issue was that even though the silverwood was gone, Qifrey's body did not realize it. He still felt the ancient tree inside of him, with its silver-scaled bark and its moon-like leaves fanning in his lungs. Felt it whenever Olruggio curved his hand over his cheek and brushed his lips over his, felt it even when he tried to do something as innocent as threading their fingers together.

    It turned out that even after you pulled something out by the root, the ghost of it still lingered long after it was gone.

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    27 Jun 2026

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    Around half an hour after getting out of bed, tidying up the living room, and preparing the ingredients to make breakfast, a pot breaks.

    Once Olruggio leaves, after having cleaned up the shards on the wooden floor, Qifrey is very determined to tear through the fence outside.

     

    Or, there is a shadow by the window, and a dead bird stuck on the wiring. The brimhats are close by. He's sure of it.

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    23 Jun 2026