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As soon as Phainon stepped foot into the garden, his eyes immediately zeroed on Mydei sitting in the sea of bright flowers. His parents were beside him, quietly talking to each other.
Phainon’s breath hitched but before he could walk away and try another day, Beagle Coconut broke away from the mini chimera formation at Phainon’s legs with an excited shriek as soon as it spotted Fig Stew sleeping near Mydei. It barreled into the poor creature, talking a mile per minute and ignoring Fig Stew’s sleepy hissing and bristling fur. Beagle Coconut’s blue eyes sparkled like two little stars as it relayed everything that happened to it in the short time they were separated.
Phainon felt himself die a little inside. Was that how he acted when he was away from Mydei for a few days?
a strange curse had befallen the newly restored Amphoreus causing all of her people to wake up with breathing, living manifestations of their emotions. Phainon tries to deal with it the best way he can but it's hard, not only because he, for some reason, has three manifestations but also because now he has no choice but to face the true emotions of people closest to him. specifically... Mydei's.
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21 Jun 2026
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11 Jun 2026
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Just as Kaveh turns away from the orange tree, Alhaitham’s mother blooms into a heartfelt laugh, a soft and melodic sound like the distant ringing of wind chimes. And he realizes that Alhaitham inherited his mother’s laugh, too.
“You truly love him,” she says in between chuckles. “Deeply and devastatingly so.”
Kaveh can’t help but burst into laughter himself, “Am I really that obvious?”
She nods, “You want to marry my son.”
“I do.”
Before proposing, Kaveh decides to find a way to meet with Alhaitham's family in order to properly ask for Alhaitham's hand in marriage.
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11 Jun 2026
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“Whyever in the world would you be retiring? You’re barely thirty.”
“Extenuating circumstances,” Alhaitham says. “I wanted an opportunity to get my affairs in order.”
“Your affairs? What, are you—”
“I’m sick, Kaveh. Haven’t you noticed?”
“The coughing. Sure.” Kaveh swallows, then keeps talking like he didn’t just exhibit such an obvious nervous tell. “So, you’re sick. Is that any reason to upend your life? I understand needing to take the time to get better, but—”
“I am not going to get better. I am going to get worse, and then I am going to die,” Alhaitham says plainly.
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08 Jun 2026
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When Alhaitham coughs up the first petal the week after his disastrous fallout with Kaveh, he knows right away his life will be cut short.
However, he isn't exactly the type to go down without a fight. There's still several things he wants to do with his last few years- whether that be taking down the government, or getting through his extensive reading list.
The question is, can Alhaitham figure out his place in this world before the flowers send him to an early grave?
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06 Jun 2026