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Nicolò likes this song; it’s a very comical and dramatic story about sea creatures going to war when a sardine who left her fiancé takes up with another fish.
Nicolò mutters ‘Enough’ under his breath, downs the last of the wine in his cup, and stands abruptly, that particular look in his eye that means someone is about to get what’s coming to them, violently or otherwise.
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16 May 2026
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Nile witnesses something she never would have expected Nicky to be capable of. She'll have to come to terms with it somehow.
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14 Mar 2025
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Joe al-Kaysani, professor of art history, has a very clear idea of what he's looking for in a partner: a fellow academic with his shit together who can provide deep intellectual conversations on demand.
Nicolò di Genova, surly food services chef who doesn't even warn people about pork or have a bed frame, does not hit the brief.
Still, there's something magnetic about him, and Joe figures there's no harm in having a little fun while he waits for Prince Charming to arrive.
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07 Mar 2025
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Maybe whoever lives here next will feel Joe and Nicky’s love in the doorposts and lintels.
Art inspired by mellyflori's let me come along.
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05 Jan 2025
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“We cannot let anyone see us die. We cannot let them see us heal. We must get out of this city, away from them. If they catch you, they will kill you. If they see what you are…it will go as badly for you as it would for me. Neither of us is safe with them, you understand? You need me to help you get past them, away from this place. I need you to help me out there, in the desert, until we reach a port. Do you understand? We are the same. We must get out.”
He stopped; he was not sure how to make himself any clearer, and the Saracen was not evidently interested in conveying anything other than his loathing. Nicolò waited, and after a long, uncomfortable moment, the Saracen finally responded. He spat an incomprehensible sentence in Arabic, heavy with disdain, and thrust his bound hands forward. A demand to be released? That would make sense. Nicolò hesitated.
“Do you understand me?” he pressed, repeating his gestures. “We are the same. We go together? Away from here? Both of us?”
The Saracen repeated also; his Arabic phrase, and the twisting of his wrists against their bindings. Nicolò nodded, and crouched before him.“I am going to free you,” he said. “Please help me.”
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