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the vessel comes to the holiday house to take matters -- and more importantly, the angel -- into its own hands.
(...and what a vast, brilliant Angel She is.)
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13 Jun 2026
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It’s not that Dess chooses to go into the shelter. It’s that there’s no world where she does anything but.
(Dess Holiday, on the day of her disappearance.)
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13 Jun 2026
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holidaygirl1225 presents....
THE DRAGON & I || A DRAGON BLAZERS II FANFICTION [THE DRAGON/DARK MAGE (OC)]
A lonely mage, in exile from a meaningless life, peers into the darkness at the edge of her Kingdom...only to find a royal dragon lost in her own void of meaning. The hour of destiny is mere moments away-- but perhaps, joined together, the girls could change the course of history itself...
Or: the Dragon gets an unexpected (and unwanted) visitor in the middle of her 500-year exile.
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13 Jun 2026
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When Dess threw the keys through their window they picked them up and let the sharp edge bite into their fingers. She entered, cocky and proud, already flipping to a pre-written page of her notebook: Want to get out of this fucking town?
“How long?” Their voice croaked.
She shrugged, flipped to the next page, where she’d already written, ‘til I come up with a better idea.
They stood. Slipped their phone into their pocket, picked a random assortment of clothing off their floor, and placed their hand into hers. She fizzed against them. Some sort of excitement. It was a sound they’d never heard from her before.
When she led them out the window they didn’t even think to look back.
(After the end of the world, Kris and Dess go on a road trip.)
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13 Jun 2026
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And for less than a second, for an insignificant instant, although their love would soon end, although their searing ardour would be stifled forever, Asriel and Dess were truly, unshakeably happy. They knew of the end, of the rising tides, but they chose to love, to dance, to laugh through the sunset.
For finality would come, for she like all things would return to ash, but she’d cross the Styx with a smile, she’d bow as the last curtain fell, and he’d laugh and applaud her last steps as if they were her first.
Theatre, stories, dances and operas — they all have final acts. Asriel and Dess must come to terms with finality.
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13 Jun 2026