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    Carefully, she places her hand atop her flame-red head. “Alicia,” she tries, than again more firmly over her sister’s wails, “Alicia. I’ll help you make your friend.” Alicia’s cries cease and she looks up at Clea with huge, watery, hopeful eyes.

    (Little Alicia tries to make a friend of her own in Verso's Canvas. Clea decides to help.)

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    Clea pulls out a map one day and tells Alicia to point to a spot on it.

    She does, and they circle it with a felt-tip pen, looking the name up online on Clea’s beat up old laptop (which is the only computer they own that wasn’t destroyed in the fire).

    It’s some backwater village named Lumière.

    or: After Verso dies and they lose everything in the fire, the Dessendre sisters leave Paris behind.

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    It happens in the middle of a fight.

    The Nevron is huge—six-legged, beetle-backed, with a mouth full of shimmering teeth and a long, scorpion-like tail that sparks with Chromatic energy. They’re used to weird side effects by now, but this one is especially weird. It unleashes a pulse of light right before it dies, like a dying star exploding in miniature. They all shield their eyes—

    —and when they lower their arms, Maelle is gone.

    Gustave is the first to notice. “Where’s Maelle?!”

    “I thought she was behind me!” Sciel shouts, scanning the ridge.

    “Maelle!” Lune calls. “Answer us!”

    Then: a sound.

    A squawk.

    A cry.

    Sciel turns toward the source and drops her scythe. It lands in a clatter, dissolving into flickering light.

    “…Oh. My. God.”

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    Day 8: Chef Mis-Steak - "I swear, I'm usually better at this."

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    The climb is steeper than Sciel remembers, and the metal groans softly beneath her as she ascends the final ladder. Her hand ghosts along rusted beams warped by time and ink, passing the old scratched initials—lovers used to come up here, the letterings long since faded with the oxidation.

    She almost laughs at herself. What was she hoping for? That the room might still feel the same? That she might feel the same?

    Then she steps inside, and the moment her eyes adjust—

    “Sciel,” Lune says in a breath caught somewhere in between. Her guitar disappears in a flurry of chroma particles. “Of course you’d run into me up here.”

    or, Maelle stays in the canvas and life goes on, just not as Sciel once imagined.

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  5. Public Bookmark 42

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    Yet another post-canon fix it with added angst because i refuse to accept the end of Wicked.
    i have a very bad habit of not posting fics until i have a substantial number of chapters written and then mass posting them until i run out of chapters and then i hyper fixate for 48 hours and write a bunch more so updates will be wildly unpredictable xo

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    12 Jan 2026

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