Torche Tombante
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Chapter 06 – Saint Joseph
Askatla woke with a start at the feeling of something shifting near her waist but relaxed at finding it was only Oeuf’s fingers unbuckling her seatbelt and preparing to carry her inside. “You know, you could have woken me up,” she chuckled cordially, rubbing the sleep from her eyes before giving him her hand so…
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Chapter 05 – Public Records
Prometheus found his mind racing noisily as he sat still in the silence of his garage. He had spent half of the trip home contemplating the odd turn his investigation had taken but knew that he would need more information to draw any conclusions, which he could not gather while hurtling down the darkened country…
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Chapter 04 – Don Giovanni
Oeuf scanned the dining room before ushering Askatla ahead of himself. The room was just as she had left it, the picture of neo-baroque ostentatiousness that her father had enforced after centuries of “modernist bastardisation” as he called it. Gone were the wall-to-wall carpets and monochromatic geometric furniture, replaced by hardwood polished to a mirror…