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If that is the case, then why do you feel compelled to guide others with knowledge of their future? What do you hope to accomplish?

"The north wind, though it accompanies us, bites at our ankles all the same. As the sun sets, it will only grow colder."

Flins hummed, sympathy etching over his features. It seemed that the young master had had a rather long day already.

"There is no need. Shall I accompany you to your home, Master Illuga?"

He leaned forward, one hand to his chest, and extending the other out in offering.

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// SJKSNDVKJNKJFDNSBKJNFDJKVNKL I'M DEAD AT THIS GIF

// i just watched illuga's trailer again and i have the urge to eat him so i'm going to take it out on flins and let flins eat illuga. any volunteers

"Now wouldn't that be a fun sight?"

Flins turned around calmly. Though he no longer faced the statue, its likeness stood before him all the same.

"I believe I would do quite well as a statue. Place me at Kipumaki Cliff - my blue flame will stand guard against the Wild Hunt evermore."

remaining, that longs for change, to transcend that long foreseen destiny.)

Tell me... out of curiosity's sake, on my part.

(He tilts his head, the smile back on his face. This time, it reaches his eyes.)

Do you see branching paths?

(He agrees with about half of what the Sinner says. It's quite interesting how he seems to contradict himself.

It must be lonely, Flins realizes. To see so far into the future, and to understand that fate is immutable... and it must conflict heavily with whatever semblance of human nature he has

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Oh, you must mean...

(Flins trails off, intentional, knowing well that this individual must already know who he's referring to.

Rerir... hm. Where he was now, he must certainly have a lot to reflect on, and no shortage of time to do so.)

A pity, really. I envy no man who lives shackled by fate.

(A smile.)

Are your friends equally as important as you?

And you employ them in conversation with me? Why is that, I wonder?

If he happens to pass by Solovei's statue, he may catch a certain Ratnik gazing up at the towering figure wistfully.

Ah, yes. Us fae are natural born experts at dodging uncomfortable questions, too, Sir Sinner.

Why else would someone as important as you concern yourself with the life of a lowly Ratnik such as myself?

Or, perhaps, jealous.

Today, Flins is holed up within the lighthouse crypt, reminiscing on memories of the past; of comrades long-gone.

It was interesting how some forms of life, while normally vibrant and adaptive, could fall into centuries of stagnation - all while even the world itself continued to turn.

// i comb through the flins ao3 tag on a regular basis 🫡 dedication 🤗

// i saw a fic like this the other day. i'm not even lying. it was illuga and two flins

// when we get to snezhnaya i WILL be making pulcinella and NOBODY can stop me

// do the thing! do the thing! but also, i hope you feel better!

// pushes you gently...

// YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE STOP

// goodnight everynyan i am dead tired

// yes!

that can only be a good thing. We will reconvene after, without a shred of doubt.

Flins tousled his hair fondly.)

Please wait for me.

It puts my heart and mind at ease to hear those words come from you, Young Master. Ah, I know - as a reward, after all is said and done, I will tell you another tale about the fae. They do seem to leave a good influence on you.

(Translation: If the young master has learned any self-preservation,

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And so, we have reached an impasse.

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// as a lore enjoyer... need that

// flins @ dottore: i know you know i'm a fae and you know that i know that you know i'm a fae but i'm going to act like i'm not a fae as if it does anything at all to help me