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Carver gave an abrupt sweeping gesture to indicate the lab. "Is this place secure?"
Eden only raised an eyebrow at his clear agitation.
"Of course it is, of course it is," he muttered, running his hand through his hair. "It would have to be."
"What's wrong, Carver?" (more)
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thin skin

"She has thin skin, you know."

Ada looked at the man as though he were crazy and waved his cigarette smoke out of her face. "Thin skin? My mother? If you think so, she's still deceiving you."

He gave a wry chuckle. "Oh, I know it does(more)
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eat nothing
Carver was fed well. There was a tradition, it seemed, of flying world-class chefs to the palace for a month at a time to feed the inhabitants dishes that far surpassed anything one might find elsewhere. At these times, at meal times, Carver was happiest as he compared the(more)
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original sin
Eden's name was serendipitous; she had been named before her magic had first manifested. It was a sense of irony that had led her mother to give her a Biblical name. Certainly none of the zealous bastards wandering the land looking for witchcraft-practicing concubines of Satan to drown or(more)
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just keep going
Three weeks after her release, Eden had a visit from the Elder Witch. Eden simply sighed upon seeing who her guest was and turned inwards to offer her some tea.
The Elder Witch was actually angry.
This was something that Eden did not often see, and never before had(more)
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one rose
"How... understated."
Eden looked coolly at the single blossom Carver had presented to her with a kiss on her cheek. It was a rose of vibrant red, and perfectly in bloom. By anyone's judgment, a beautiful flower. Eden tried to imagine displaying it in a vase in her office,(more)
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know it all
"Do you have to be such a know-it-all?" Constance sighed as Eden finished her tirade.
Eden shrugged. "Yes? That is my job, you realize. I may as well ask you if you have to heal everyone you come across."
"But I accomplish something by doing that," Constance protested. "I'm(more)
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overcome
"Eden, please don't hang up."
Eden grimaced into the phone at the sound of Carver's voice. "Do you have any idea how cliche you sound?" she hissed.
"Sit tight because it's about to get worse: Can we talk?"
"What do you think talking is going to accomplish? You can(more)
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psychopath
For a week, Eden locked herself into the Elder Witch's library and read newspaper archives. Metis brought her food but she ate only the bare minimum: She was too absorbed in what she was learning, and in the effort it took not to shred the newspapers in furor.
When(more)
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shelf life
Eden stared at the small bottle in her hand, dumbfounded.
"Oh, is that the rosemary?" Carver asked, peering over her shoulder. "I haven't used that in a while."
"That's good, considering its use-by date is for a good five years ago." Eden put it aside and began checking th(more)
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fly away with me
[[HORRIFIC mistype in my response to "beautiful agony" yesterday--Eden is 8.5 CENTURIES older than Carver, not years. Sob. Have something about her + technology as proof.]]

"Ada did what?" (more)
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beautiful agony
It was something about his eyes, but at the same time it wasn't.
It was the way he breathed, gasping when she set her nails into him and exhaling in a hiss when she dragged them down his back. And then he panted to collect himself and she coul(more)
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they did it
"*They* did it."
Metis felt a shudder pass through her body as the Masked King spat out words that she herself had whispered in triumph not three hours earlier. The image on the television was flickering, so she closed her eyes and turned her farsight to his throne roo(more)
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parts unknown
Eden crossed her arms and frowned at Carver. "I'm still not convinced I should tell you any of this. It's no business of a non-witch's how any of our magic works."
"I am part witch," he reminded her.
"You're *male*." Instincts built up over centuries told her that he(more)
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the bones of
Cora held her injured left arm close to her body, protecting it with her right. Tears were streaming down her face and she was clearly doing her best not to sob. Every now and then she let out a sort of hiccup-gasp anyway.
Eden thought of holding the gir(more)
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