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I carry names I never chose— they twist like smoke, they fit like clothes. You call—I come. You speak—I shift, like I’m the thought that slipped your…

Novels often feel like campaigns now— high highs and low lows. Blame D&D for that, maybe? Every moment either life-or-death or tavern banter. Subtlety doesn’t earn XP.…