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Naniti During the return journey, his thoughts sorted every possible disaster into columns, then returned to the first and began again. The news had found him anyway. Abregado-rae. The Covenant's march. The butchering. Some horrors carried no element of surprise, no matter which battlefield...

Naniti The condo was saturated with the scent of a cozy dinner still waiting to be tasted. Notes of spice danced along with a faint smoky char, drifting from the stove. Nearly an hour passed since he'd put the finishing touches on it. Vegetables were softened to ideal texture, while meat was...

To: Naniti Subject: Just The Groove Vibes Naniti, It's late! I know this because I've checked the time more than once, hoping it might somehow change its mind! Normally exhaustion does a pretty good job, but not tonight. Sooo, I stopped pretending it would and decided to write you. I've been...

Naniti The chill of Desevro was a different breed than the embrace of other frozen wastelands. Damp and bone deep, it clung to skin and hair with a relentless grip, seeping through layers of clothing and whispering of death. Above the depths of tunnels, Lysander stood in a modest training...