12 Works by Patch
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That was the thing with Daibazaal; it wasn’t dense at all at first, certainly not enough to ward someone off—even hunters still made use of the edges of it. But at some point, between one step and the next it swallowed you whole.
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Under the bowed canopy the air grew dark and something just shy of a memory rose up from the depths of his mind-darkness and a chilled breeze and a soft hum as he clung to a body far bigger than his.
Outside the cold east wind rustled the branches and the sound the leaves made felt like whispers.
Stuck in a failing marriage, Shiro’s luck finally seems to change when he inherits his estranged Aunt’s estate.
However he soon finds out that Ashborn House holds more secrets in its old bones than he knows and some of them are deadly.
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Shiro had never intended to wind up in Pale Reach, but perhaps it was never his choice at all.
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The little things make a home.
[This was written for the Entwined Sheith Planner and Calendar 2023]
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- Part 2 of Entwined Zine works uwu
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Flowers picked up by roadsides as they travelled from one town to the next, and flowers picked from the hardy plants which grew in the desert by their home. Flowers from other worlds gifted to them by friends and ones they’d found themselves; Juniberrie tucked away next to Letit Blue.
If he thought about it, the book was no less a map than the one tucked away in the glovebox.
[this was written for the Entwined Sheith Planner and Calendar 2023]
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- Part 1 of Entwined Zine works uwu
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He could hear the faint sounds of wildlife as the sun sank closer to the place it went to be cinders; hoots and howls and the melody of nighttime insects.
It brought some comfort.
Not a lot, but a little.
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Ghosts and grief go hand in hand, but out here, amongst the old trees of his home, Keith finds that they're often accompanied by new growth.
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- Part 2 of A World in the Woods
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As he watches, Keith shifts, a leg propping itself up against one of the rungs of their little garden fence, a hand scritching behind the wolfs ears. Keith looks back off into the desert and Shiro’s breath catches and then wheezes out of him because the pose is so familiar.
“Oh my god,” Shiro blurts out. “You’re my hot cowboy.”
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When Keith gets talked into going along on a hunt for Bigfoot, he truly isn't expecting much—some peace and quiet in the woods maybe, some good food courtesy of Hunk and a front row seat to Lance loosing his shit at his first encounter with Nature.
Turns out the woods contain more than even he knew.
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- Part 1 of A World in the Woods
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After over a century of harsh living, Keith has finally carved out his own quiet corner of the world in the desert town of Arrowhead. He has his repair shop, and his apartment. He has Rolo and Nyma, two ex-cons and almost friends, to keep him company. He’s content, if not exactly happy.
When an attack by a seemingly rabid Carpathian brings hunters into town, Keith knows that the best course of action is to just leave. But for the first time in a long time he has something he wants to keep, something he’s made with his own two hands; something he’s proud of.
So he stays. He watches and he waits. And when he runs into a man with white hair and kind eyes he can’t help but think he made the right choice.
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Illness had left him feeling tired and worn as a kid, aged beyond his years. The Garrison had taught him strict schedules with early mornings and after that the flight into space and the arena and then the war had kept him on edge enough that a truly restful sleep was entirely a thing of the past.
Now though, the war was over.
The war was over and he’d beaten every odd to still be there—alive and kicking and happy.
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In the safety of their ship, carefully shielded, it wasn’t so bad. It wasn’t perfect, of course, and the sheer weight of the quintessence outside beat against the wall like it was trying to get in, but it was at a level where he could ignore it. He took his breaks there in between meetings, ate his meals there and napped more than he thinks he’s ever napped before in his life. As long as he got those moments where he could just breathe then he was fine.
He was fine.
Shiro’s arms flex around him, and he realises that he’s been muttering out loud.
“It’s okay to not be fine.” Shiro sounds tired; soft and worried and recently woken.