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    The leader stepped forward, and the betas flanking him moved further out to the side to keep a clear line of fire on Max without impeding the alpha’s progress. The alpha’s nostrils flared and his advancing steps stuttered, pausing and then resuming twice as fast. Max felt a sick little swoop in his belly, grim satisfaction that his plan was working mixed with an awareness of what that would mean for him later. Guns down, gentlemen. Oscar protocol.

    The betas lowered their rifles instantly, pointing them at the ground in front of Max instead of his chest. Max took a deeper breath in, his tension easing a bit as he moved past the part of the plan where he might just get shot dead before he had a chance to try to bargain. It had always been a risk; it had just seemed like a better death than slow starvation.

    The alpha stepped closer, looking him over. He was a big man, but also quiet, light on his feet. Max tipped his chin up. It was a gesture of submission, and it showed that his neck was bare. No bonding bites, no competing claims. The added vulnerability made him tremble a little harder, but it was worth it for the way the alpha zeroed in on his throat.

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    Henry doesn’t belong here even more now than when he stood here the first time, a blacksmith boy in his tattered clothes, with his sloppy bows and the words that tripped over one another on the way out of his mouth.

    Before each night he prays to see the good. The warm gentle memories that he made in the narrow crevices between the sorrow and despair. Of his mother’s kind smile, and his father's approving gaze. Of the first time he kissed a girl, all jittery nerves and excitement. Of the last time he kissed a boy, consumed with the feeling of love, and how he counted the golden specks in his blues eyes as they lay in each other’s embrace only hours before Henry’s first death.

    He shouldn’t pray for the last. He should burn for this sin. But instead he keeps living on only to die again.

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    “Perhaps the seeds of madness are sown in the womb.”

    Not for Aerion, no. Nor for Egg. But Daeron had always known. Since he was small, he saw the tapestries upon the walls burn above his cradle, and he knew. Drink or delirium, it did not matter. One way or another, his visions would be the death of him.

    He had not reckoned he would have to suffer more than one.

    The gods want something from Daeron. They must, to have devised so exceptional a hell. For why else would they have him live these days over and over?

    If they have chosen Daeron to change the future, they have chosen the wrong man. Daeron is not a hero. He never has been.

     

     

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    Obi-Wan meets Jango in a tea shop, and he likes him right away, and he thinks Jango maybe likes him too. It's a little weird, that people seem to give up their seats for him, and the token he leaves Obi-Wan as a calling card makes Master Windu's eyebrows raise higher than he's ever seen, but Jango is thoughtful, and kind, and listens when Obi-Wan talks. There can't be that much else to it.

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    Aerion only took a step before he stilled once more. His son slowly turned toward his direction, their eyes meeting. Aerion's face contorted into confusion, then he spoke.

    "Father... I think something is wrong."

    Then Aerion fell to his knees.

     

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    In this universe, Baelor did not die but Maekar breaks all the same

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