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@junknet.bsky.socialSep 13, 2026, 4:23 PM

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Snippet 12

Exhaustion drapes over him, soaking into his bones as it does the wood below him. His steps are unsteady, so much so that leaning against the walls helps nothing. Fury take him, this always happens. Gods, he needs a rest, just a moment’s rest. don’t. come no closer! He looks up, and lit by a fire-crystal lantern is an empty landing. What a relief. Just a few more steps, and he can rest his weary body. no! no more! you will be hurt! not you, i don’t want to— Lucient finally steps foot onto the landing—
@junknet.bsky.socialSep 13, 2026, 4:23 PM

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FFXIV Write 2026 - Day 12 - Fusion

The death of two and birth of one.

(The actual title is Ψ (Psi) )

archiveofourown.org/works/92532666

@junknet.bsky.socialSep 13, 2026, 3:18 PM

#fraymyste
thinking about voiceheads again.
for this one's fray, the living one at least, his voice is androgynous, since it's the one thing he can't conceal behind armour. he's sensitive about it. tis why he uses luci's voice

in terms of jp voices, something like this?

youtu.be/y4rhcToLYwc

@junknet.bsky.socialSep 12, 2026, 1:37 PM

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FFXIV Write 2026 - Day 11 - Oblivion

Someone's final thoughts before he is torn asunder.

archiveofourown.org/works/92452761

@junknet.bsky.socialSep 10, 2026, 7:46 AM

#lucidaure about #fraymyste
(it's ok he likes the hungry thing :) )

@junknet.bsky.socialSep 7, 2026, 1:35 AM

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Snippet 5!

The further into the sprawling home one went, the more uncertain the brushstrokes on the canvases became. A timeline of a mind breaking down over centuries of adrift from what it knew. The Muse could say that two paintings were of the same person, only a few years apart. Yet when one looked at them, it was hard to say whether that was truly the case. Sometimes, it was hard to say whether what was on the canvas was a person at all. He would regale visitors about them anyhow, the Muse would. A person is nothing if not the stories people tell of them, he’d say. Tales of their feats, their flaws, the sides of themselves they only showed to the man behind the mask.
@junknet.bsky.socialSep 7, 2026, 1:35 AM

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🖼️ FFXIV Write 2026 - Day 5 - Preservation

A brief look into the studio of one eternally lonely painter in the Eighth Umbral Era.

archiveofourown.org/works/92130331