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A bright glow and the spinning of silk, neither quite the unexpected miracle Caeso was tacitly hoping for. Still, as the saying went, beggars could not be choosers, and never before in Caeso's life did he feel like beggar than in this cell, deep in the dark fortress of Cerak At'Thul. He worked...

What he wanted to hear, what he needed to hear. Through the efforts of Initiates like Lumen, Zinnia—even Mieri—and others still of his class had the initial prospecting been done, through all the combined cracks they made was it now possible for Everleigh, in this most unlikely of circumstances...

Caeso, his body and his actions feeling divorced in near totality from his mind and heart, resumed putting on his gambeson. Given with how much ill-will all of this had started, given indeed how much he had scorned Everleigh the moment he knew she had ascended to the station of Proctor, there as...

Caeso and Quinctus, all in the room hushed and still save for them, their whispered words and tiny motions. "Quinctus...you are my brother." "I know." "We are family." "Yes, we are." "Things...are not as they were before." A wretched gasp. "You can return to the Academy...we can return to...

Clarity. She loved him. For Quinctus he had fraternal love, and Everleigh for Zael had romantic love. And with this sunlight spear through the clouds of indignation and disdain was that very veil pierced, and now all fell into place, all made sense. "I do not know what is to come, what it is...

"I do not know." Malaneaux had gone away from the scene, leaving him and Quinctus only with the strong impression of what he expected. Even then, maybe something could have been arranged. Would Malaneaux have killed them both if Caeso and Quinctus had provided a united front, both refusing to...

Tears of all descriptions spilled from Caeso's eyes as he beheld his brother in the flesh. Primarily: joy that he was by some miracle still alive, shock and sorrow that he was here, now, the final part to an adversarial trinity worse than anything even his darkest nightmares could conjure. "Not...

The one answer Caeso did not expect, Everleigh gave: true sincerity. In such an admission as the one she gave, there was no advantage to be gained, especially not when spoken to, as Caeso happened to be in this instance, a staunch adversary. Thereby was the truth of it hard to deny. Caeso...

"What in the forgotten name of Anirius is that," was Caeso's initial reaction, flatly stated in his supreme bewilderment as the haterpillar made its abrupt appearance. Then he remembered. "Oh...that regrettable incident in Vel Yuna...yes, now I recall." Apparently Vel Yuna had a certain...

Coward. Everleigh needed no weapon, no conjured snake nor magic of any description, when this one single word cut deeper than anything else. It brought Caeso harsh pause, his gambeson half on, only one of his arms in the sleeves. He closed his eyes. Remembered some select words from his father...

"No," Caeso said. "Because I do not share your vindictive nature." And then he took one step to the side and bent down to secure his gambeson. Began the task of putting it on. Everleigh Ebersol

Caeso was paling from blood loss. His vision crackled and broke apart into black stars at the periphery. Only through astounding fortitude, or perhaps some unholy curse bidding him last longer, was he able to focus on his father Sabian. Barely, he managed to say, "I've done...all that you...

Caeso hung from his wrists on the X-rack, his legs having completely given out. His body shuddered and spasmed. His body was in torment, and his mind was in turmoil. All of a sudden, with one cruel cut of a pair of hedge shears, his entire future came crashing down around him. For as much as he...

"No." Everleigh Ebersol

Everleigh spoke her taunt and slapped him hard across the face. Caeso made no attempt to defend himself, raised not a hand nor committed any effort in jerking his head away. The slap rang out in the cavern, Caeso's turned slightly to one side, and then he looked back and down at her. What...