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  1. Public Bookmark 51

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    Love kills.

    There’s someone out there, a single person, who can love you; save you. For the unredeemed: flowers, blooming everywhere, sprouting from bone and flesh. Tendrils reaching out like children’s arms. Blooming from the throat, the mouth, an endless vomit of wilting, darkening petals. Clogged airways; inevitable death.

    There’s a luck factor. The flowers can bloom on your arms, or legs, or forehead instead, and you will be left as some human monstrosity, but you will live. There’s medicine. Stops the growth before it wraps you in it. There’s other people’s tales, to serve as a warning: some singer with roses strewn along her mouth; a pianist gone blind, peonies blooming inside both eye sockets. So: Don’t fall in love. The person that is meant for you, the one that will allow you to exist as your whole self, already exists somewhere. Anything else is rotten. Sickness. Don’t nurture your vain hopes. Don’t cherish your feelings.

    Phainon turns sixteen and his flowers are nowhere to be seen.

     

    Or: Mydei is sick and Phainon isn't.

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    12 Aug 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 60

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    It gets jealous. Mydei likes seeing the rage flashing in its face when someone dares touch him.

    “You’re mine,” it says, seething. It kisses him like it has nothing else. “You belong to me.”

    Mydei belongs to Phainon. Phainon is gone.

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    06 Aug 2026

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    “As if I have any eye for art,” Mydei replies.

    Castorice rolls her eyes. “As if plating isn’t just sculpture with food.”

    He opens his mouth to fire back a snide rejoinder, realizes she’s right, and holds his tongue instead. She’s doing him a favor, forcing him out of his house, one of his only friends who’s stuck with him over the past year of tremendous, never-ending grief. No one knows how to deal with a widower’s pain and loss. No one wants to. But Castorice has faced even more death than he has, and she hasn’t let him pull away from the world despite his attempts.

    After the unexpected death of his partner, Khaslana, about a year ago, Mydei meets photographer Phainon at a gallery exhibition he's forced to attend by his friend, Castorice. Unexpected sparks fly between them as they grow closer through Phainon's photography.

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    01 Aug 2026

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    Mydei does the math in his head. It’s July right now, therefore… Phainon should only be three months older than him. He scoffs. “Don’t get too cocky. Three months is hardly a difference.” 

    “I wasn’t trying to be cocky!” Phainon insists. Despite Mydei’s cold words, Phainon seems too happy. “So you’re an October baby, huh? Were you born on Halloween?”

    For a moment, Mydei wonders why his friends and Cyrene left him with this guy again. Then he feels a sharp pain in his head, and the memory of Phainon catching him before he faceplanted onto the ground resurfaces. He resigns himself to his fate. 

    Mydei goes to Aedes Elysiae for the summer. He doesn't expect to meet the love of his life there.

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    23 Jul 2026

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    Phainon is twenty-nine years old, possessing a degree that does nothing but sit in display, and working odd jobs. Oh, and also close to losing his home thanks to Aedes Elysiae’s delightful housing costs.

    An opportunity comes in the form of a Jadeslist posting made by concerned parents seeking a ‘date’ for their son, Mydeimos, who has been suffering the curse of being single for all twenty-one years of his life. The pay? Nymphbook Air and twenty-five thousand Balance Coins.

    Phainon might just be the person for the job.

    (or: one sweltering summer, two people who are absolutely not in love, and a play in three acts.)

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    24 Jun 2026