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            <title>providence or atoms – 2.12</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2023 01:02:41 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[First, we retraced our steps. More accurately, Raine retraced our steps and led me in her wake. She left no question as to who was going first, back through the double-doors to the corridor of Not-Willow-House. A familiar transformation came over her – watchful, alert, tense. My hand felt clammy in hers, my heart in my throat. In the fake corridors she eased each…]]></description>
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            <title>providence or atoms – 2.11</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[For the first couple of years after Wonderland, after my trip down the rabbit-hole, after losing my twin, after the doctors and the hospitals and the drugs and the dislocation, I did speak to spirits. Mostly I screamed at them to go away. Twelve-foot figures of dripping neon had stalked the nighttime hallways of Cygnet Children’s Hospital. Often they’d wander into my room, ghosting…]]></description>
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            <title>providence or atoms – 2.10</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2023 01:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Hungry</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[If a team of expert psychologists drew up a list of the worst people from whom to seek stable emotional support, then after the obvious abusers and narcissists and sociopaths, I would rank pretty high on that list. Evelyn did not have anybody else in that study with her. She had me. I did what I could. My first instinct – were I capable…]]></description>
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            <title>providence or atoms – 2.9</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2023 00:59:41 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Anticlimax is often far more challenging to accept than the release of action. All the best stories build up and up, then explode from sheer pressure. We expect our lives to work that way. For years I believed in my own special susceptibility to that lure, the temptation to see one’s life as a story, with myself cast in the role of the hounded,…]]></description>
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            <title>providence or atoms – 2.8</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2023 00:58:36 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[My stamina gave out long before we caught the Demon. I’d never been very fit. Scrawny legs, no real strength. Hadn’t gotten any serious exercise since childhood. Raine had insisted we not run. Hurrying along Sharrowford’s canted, hilly streets for over an hour was more than enough to drain what little reserves I had. I gave in on the corner of Harries Road, slowed…]]></description>
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            <title>providence or atoms – 2.7</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[The mitten saved me. Raine helped. The Dark Hand gripped my wrist, but simple screaming terror wrapped around my heart. No need for paralysing supernatural force to immobilise me. Here was an unspoken fear from the darkest nights of my ruined childhood: Wonderland reaching out to snatch me away. Bone-freezing cold soaked through the mitten and into my flesh. The Dark Hand pulled. Raine…]]></description>
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            <title>providence or atoms – 2.6</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2023 00:55:57 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Thirty minutes. That was Raine’s estimate. Thirty minutes stuck in a room with two very angry people who hated each other for reasons I didn’t understand, waiting for Raine to return before either of them felt well enough for attempted murder. Thankfully, neither seemed inclined to get up yet. Twil had hunched tighter around her imaginary stomach wound, while Evelyn brooded, her eyes barely…]]></description>
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            <title>providence or atoms – 2.5</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2023 00:54:25 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Raine didn’t say a word. She didn’t need to. She stood up, the change in attitude evident in every shift of muscle and posture, instant and electric. She flexed her right hand, the one in the modified glove, curling and uncurling a fist. From anybody else it would have seemed empty showboating. A ridiculous, playground gesture. Except I’d seen Raine beat a monster to…]]></description>
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            <title>providence or atoms – 2.4</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2023 00:53:29 +0000</pubDate>
            <dc:creator>Hungry</dc:creator>
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            <description><![CDATA[Ten minutes later, behind the locked door of the Medieval Metaphysics room, Evelyn provided a practical answer to ‘what is magic?’ Magic, in this quick and dirty example, started when she noticed the smear of Twil’s blood on her walking stick. She was still shaking, but her lips curled into that sharp, devious smile. “Evee?” She grunted in reply. That’s all I got. I…]]></description>
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            <title>providence or atoms – 2.3</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2023 00:51:21 +0000</pubDate>
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            <description><![CDATA[Evelyn wound up the parable of The Castle, watching me with faint hope in her eyes. “That’s … very comforting,” I said. I hadn’t yet constructed my own far less optimistic version. She nodded and smiled a sad kind of smile. “It does make some sense of things, even if it’s a bad metaphor. Map isn’t the territory and all that. The other way…]]></description>
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