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Denon. Fiolette let the rush of chemicals fill her head, the ash hung loosely off the end of her cigarra. Mechanical music whirred about the club and the dense smoke of the lounge clouded her vision. The leather jacket on her body smelled of fuel from a stop not too far from the club. She...

Emberelene. It had taken her several months to find this place. Whispers of worlds where women reigned had made their ways to the witch, and she wished to see what it looked like, first hand. Nothing at home had a whiff of such happenings. On Niri, there were four ruling courts, two rebelling...