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The members in the club knew her as Lucasia, but her real name was Carol.
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She was still thirsty, or she made herself convinced that she was thirsty.
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- Part 2 of tequila fish
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As long as Carol showed up punctually every day to study about saving the world with him, they're fine.
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This individual known as Zosia had left too much to be desired.
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Zosia woke up before Carol did, and so she watched Carol sleep.
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the art of being absent when you need me the most by rinnosgen
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Carol Sturka is sad. It's a shitty life she's been left to live.
She has a profound realization about her name, and what it means to have one at all, especially when there are aliens trying to subsume you.
Bookmarked by rinnosgen
13 Feb 2026
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Albuquerque stretches wide around her, burnt and alien and empty. It feels quiet and full of ghosts. The Others were creepy and corporate, annoying; not to mention Zosia with her tour guide enthusiasm and that big-mouth smile that… well anyway, Carol’s alone now and fuck it, whatever. Who hasn’t fantasised about living alone with wolves before?
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- Part 1 of why did you dig me up for this
Bookmarked by rinnosgen
24 Jan 2026
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Carol is beginning to suspect that if a beautiful woman asked her to put her head in a bear trap, she’d only pause to ask whether she should take her clothes off first.
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23 Jan 2026
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The first stop on a Winds of Wycaro tour always drags up the same old feelings.
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21 Jan 2026
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“Happy Birthday, Carol.”
Your ‘thank you’ comes as silence. You spare us a retort, plucking out the candle and dropping it into a half-empty water glass, but as you lift the scone and take a bite, your eyes clear for a heartbeat, sparking with a warmth you don’t notice.
We do.
Bookmarked by rinnosgen
15 Jan 2026

