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    “Good cooking comes from the heart!” Charlie had told them all after the group cooking disaster, her guileless eyes bright and fingers spread wide in emphasis. “It’s about taking all the love you feel inside and sharing it with the people closest to you. It’s about caring!”

    Alastor had laughed and laughed and laughed because his cooking is exquisite, and he had nothing in his chest but buzzing static and dead air and the cold skeletal lattice of a radio tower. “Don’t be ridiculous,” he’d said, utterly confident and completely unaware of the suffering that was to come. “Good cooking doesn’t come from something as trite as love. It comes from hunger.”

    Or: Alastor cooks for the hotel.

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    23 Dec 2025

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    This is quiet, low-key Mystrade. Pensive. Ends with death, but not unhappy death in particular. Just--people die, you know? That's how it happens, I'm afraid.

    The title is drawn from one of Prospero's great monologues in "The Tempest."

    Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
    As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
    Are melted into air, into thin air:
    And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
    The cloud-capp'd tow'rs, the gorgeous palaces,
    The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
    Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
    And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
    Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
    As dreams are made on; and our little life
    Is rounded with a sleep.

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    15 Dec 2025