#[Ans] Extraction Complete

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Your beliefs were once gentle little thoughts (nothing) passing by that you grabbed onto and held onto (out of billions that you could have) and you continued to think them, and then you believed them, and then they became stronger. They were NOTHING until YOU made them something. It was 1 little thought of out 900 trillion passing by. 900 trillion (endless) possibilities that you could have believed and chose to continue to think.

You nurtured and fed into them and they became stronger and stronger within you until it became your self concept and identity and then your destiny.. it became your point of view.. BECAUSE OF YOU … because you chose to hold onto that thought / probability to nurture and grow … to BELIEVE in… to FEEL to be true.. to continually SEE from.. to continue saying THAT is your truth, that is what is real and true ….. to continue imagining and making up delusions around it … that it became what you chose to SEE from and to continue imaging and building from… because of the law.

All you are doing now is changing your thoughts to something different. It should not be difficult. Is your vibration a match to the past because it’s still present within you? Or have you completely rubbed it out that you can no longer see from it, think from it? you must rub it out completely as Neville says and become a vibrational match to your desires and new beliefs of what is that you truly declare it as your TRUTH (not playing the old story, not placing yourself in the middle and decreeing you are not yet, and trying to be.. bc that word is written.) LET GO OF ALL THAT WAS. LET GO OF THE PAST AND PAIN ANS HARDSHIPS ETC. LET GO. CUT THE CORD.

Be mindful of your emotions as they attract so much for you and show your alignment with your true inner narrative aka your true source energy and attraction point / formation point.

Your current identity and self concept could have been ANYTHING that you chose to hold onto and believe. It was all NOTHING until you extracted the thought to believe in and grew it within you. It was nothing before you chose it and grew it. It was just a little possibility until you chose it to take root, to believe in, to assign as truth.

Where are you living from? What are you growing? What is your vibrational output? What are you choosing to see, think, believe, grow into? WHAT IS, according to you?

"In the beginning was the Word (the thought you extracted out of hundreds of possibilities to think from and grow and believe in and LIVE within), and the Word was with God, and the Word was God,” and the word was written.

In the beginning was the unconditioned awareness of being; and the unconditioned awareness of being became conditioned by imagining itself to be something(ANYTHING), and the unconditioned awareness of being became that which it had imagined itself to be; so did creation begin. By this law - first conceiving (extracting and living within any thought possible) then becoming that conceived (imagined, literally made up) - all things evolve out of (nothing) - NEVILLE GODDARD Neville Goddard

Your attention must BE IN it, not the lack of it. You’re deciding what is true right there. You are assigning and saying and choosing what is real right there. Your own mind can’t tell the difference on what is real and what is imagined but at some point YOU decided and chose what is true and what is real. The world is always asking “what’s real?” and you’re always always always answering - directly with your thoughts and indirectly by decreeing who you are silently within. WHO you choose to stand as, see yourself as, paint yourself as, identify as, see from, believe from, think from. Placing yourself (declaring that is what is actually true) as in the middle and trying to become and attain, is written. Stop decreeing you are in the middle and not yet there.

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[…] Indispensable à l'industrie, notamment à la fabrication des batteries qui équipent les véhicules électriques, le cobalt est devenu un minerai hautement stratégique. De la République démocratique du Congo à la Scandinavie, une remarquable enquête sur la face cachée de son extraction.

Pour atteindre la neutralité carbone à l'horizon 2050, l'Union européenne a décidé d'interdire à partir de 2035 la vente des véhicules neufs à moteur thermique ou hybride. Un défi pour l'industrie automobile du continent, tenue de développer sa production de voitures et d'utilitaires légers 100 % électriques. Associé au lithium, au nickel et au manganèse, le cobalt assure la stabilité des cellules des batteries et empêche qu'elles n'entrent en combustion. Avec l'accélération de la mobilité électrique, ce sous-produit de l'extraction du cuivre est devenu un minerai hautement stratégique. Ses plus grands gisements mondiaux se trouvent en République démocratique du Congo (RDC), dans les provinces du Lualaba et du Haut-Katanga. Si les investisseurs étrangers, principalement chinois, y contrôlent les trois quarts des sites miniers industriels, 20 % des mines y sont artisanales, principalement autour de la ville de Kolwezi : parfois âgés de moins de 10 ans, des "creuseurs" y risquent leur vie dans des boyaux de fortune pour des rétributions misérables. En quête de souveraineté pour s'affranchir du quasi-monopole de la Chine dans la fourniture de batteries, l'Europe encourage de son côté la multiplication des projets miniers sur son territoire afin d'alimenter les chaînes de production qu'elle compte développer.

Batterie de fléaux

Pollution à l'acide des sols et des cours d'eau, expropriation de leurs terres des paysans et des éleveurs, travail des enfants, corruption des élites pour l'octroi de permis d'exploitation...: en RDC, la course au cobalt - chaque batterie en nécessite 10 kilos - s'accompagne d'une cohorte de fléaux. En Scandinavie, où les principaux gisements européens ont été identifiés, ce sont les risques environnementaux qui suscitent les craintes des populations locales. Donnant la parole à des industriels de l'automobile et du secteur minier, au vice-président de la Commission européenne Maros Sefcovic, à des ONG et à des activistes engagés dans la défense des droits humains et la protection de l'environnement, cette enquête remarquable pointe la face cachée d'un marché stratégique, dont la demande est promise à une croissance exponentielle pour réaliser le rêve européen de neutralité carbone.

Réalisation: Quentin Noirfalisse, Arnaud Zajtman (2022)

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Root Canal Treatment: A Step-by-Step Guide

Root canal treatment, often perceived as intimidating, is a routine dental procedure designed to save damaged or infected teeth. Understanding the process can help ease apprehension and ensure you feel prepared if you or a loved one needs this treatment. This step-by-step guide provides a detailed overview of the root canal procedure, its purpose, and the recovery process.

What Is Root Canal Treatment?

A root canal is a dental procedure used to treat infections in the pulp of a tooth. The pulp is the innermost part of the tooth, containing nerves, blood vessels, and connective tissue. When the pulp becomes inflamed or infected due to deep decay, repeated dental procedures, or trauma, it can lead to severe pain and abscesses. Root canal treatment in Jaipur removes the infected pulp, cleans the inside of the tooth, and seals it to prevent further damage.

Step 1: Consultation and Diagnosis

Before starting the procedure, your dentist will assess your tooth through:

Symptoms review: Discussing pain, sensitivity, or swelling.

Dental X-rays: To identify the extent of the infection and locate any damage to the tooth’s root structure. Once diagnosed, the dentist will explain the procedure and address any concerns you have.

Step 2: Administering Local Anesthesia

To ensure a pain-free experience, the dentist administers local anesthesia around the affected tooth. This numbs the area completely, so you won’t feel any discomfort during the treatment.

Step 3: Creating Access to the Tooth

The dentist begins by isolating the tooth using a dental dam (a small sheet of rubber). This keeps the area dry and prevents saliva from contaminating the treatment site. A small opening is then drilled into the top of the tooth to access the pulp chamber and root canals.

Step 4: Removing the Infected Pulp

Using specialized dental instruments, the dentist carefully removes the infected or damaged pulp from the tooth. This step alleviates pain and removes the source of the infection.

Step 5: Cleaning and Shaping the Canals

Once the pulp is removed, the Best Dentist In Mansarovar cleans the canals thoroughly to eliminate any remaining bacteria or debris. The canals are then shaped to prepare them for filling. Antibacterial solutions may be used during this step to ensure complete sterilization.

Step 6: Filling the Canals

After cleaning and shaping, the canals are filled with a biocompatible material called gutta-percha. This material seals the canals, preventing bacteria from re-entering. The access hole is temporarily filled until the next appointment for final restoration.

Step 7: Tooth Restoration

In most cases, a tooth that has undergone a Best RCT in Mansarovar needs additional reinforcement. During a follow-up visit, the dentist removes the temporary filling and restores the tooth with a permanent filling or crown. A crown is often recommended to provide extra strength and protect the tooth from fractures.

Recovery and Aftercare

Recovery after a root canal is typically smooth, with minimal discomfort. Here are some tips for post-treatment care:

Manage pain: Over-the-counter pain relievers can help with mild soreness.

Avoid hard foods: Stick to a soft diet for a few days to prevent stress on the treated tooth.

Maintain oral hygiene: Brush and floss regularly to keep your teeth and gums healthy.

Follow up: Attend your scheduled appointments to ensure the tooth is healing properly.

Why Is Root Canal Treatment Important?

Root canal treatment is crucial for saving a tooth that might otherwise require extraction. Preserving your natural tooth helps maintain your smile, chewing efficiency, and oral health. Moreover, untreated infections can lead to severe complications, including abscesses, bone loss, or systemic infections.

Myths About Root Canal Treatment

Despite its benefits, root canal treatment is often misunderstood. Let’s debunk some common myths:

Myth: Root canals are painful. Truth: Modern techniques and anesthesia make the procedure virtually painless.

Myth: Tooth extraction is better than a root canal. Truth: Saving your natural tooth is always preferable to extraction.

Conclusion

Root canal treatment is a highly effective way to save a damaged tooth and prevent further oral health issues. By understanding the procedure, you can approach it with confidence and ensure the best possible outcome. If you’re experiencing symptoms like severe tooth pain, sensitivity, or swelling, consult your dentist promptly. Early diagnosis and treatment are key to preserving your natural smile!

For those in Jaipur, many dental clinics specialize in root canal procedures, offering advanced technology and expert care to ensure a comfortable experience. Don’t let fear hold you back—root canal treatment is a step toward better oral health!

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C4 Scrub Soap Purchase Online

C4 Scrub Soap Purchase Online The most recurring question we receive are “How does natural soap differ from commercial ones?” and “Why is it better to use?”. Today, we will be getting into all of the details. We will also get into the process of how we handle our soaps behind the scenes.We believe that there are major differences between a naturally handmade soap and a commercial one. Firstly, let us dive into the process of how we get our handmade soaps ready for safe usage.

THE PROCESS

The ingredients that go into our soap are ethically and locally derived. The cold process method used by us, ensures that all the goodness in our soaps are locked inside for your use. Our base ingredients are oils of coconut, palm, castor and olive which are all used in appropriate amounts, making it gentle on the skin. A high amount of any ingredient may make the soaps harsh for the skin. So if you’re asking yourself “Is it safe for facial use?” then yes, it absolutely is. The soaps crafted by us are free of any harmful chemicals such as paraben, SLS, alcohol and other kinds of preservatives. It is much kinder to the skin than commercially made soap.

WHAT IS NATURAL SOAP MADE UP OF ?

COMMERCIAL SOAPS –

They are mass produced by multinational companies. This production overlooks sustainability and can result in environmental wastage. Produced by machines, they add preservatives to preserve the shelf life of the soaps. These preservatives are harmful as well as harsh on the skin.

BENEFITS OF NATURAL SOAP

On the other hand, natural soaps are 100% organic. They are locally produced in small batches, resulting in a low carbon footprint. The ingredients used in our soaps are completely safe for usage by any age group.

Read more in debt about these differences here.

By switching to handmade natural soaps, you are not only saving your skin from harsh chemicals but also saving the environment. Visit www.riverjasmine.com and check out our range of organic soaps made with love.

What is Natural Soap?

When we call our soap ‘natural’, what we mean is that all the ingredients we use to make it are natural. What is our definition of natural? Well a commonsense one. If it comes from or is a plant, vegetable, mineral or animal byproduct (e.g. honey or milk) then its natural. Hence our use of e.g. olive oil (from the olive fruit) and shea butter (from the shea nut) in our soaps.

If something is artificially manipulated in a lab (ie compounds are put together in ways that don’t occur in this way in nature), then this won’t make it into our soaps.These sorts of compounds are often referred to as ‘nature-identical’ ingredients and cover so-called ‘natural’ colourants like micas, or ‘natural’ fragrance oils. Many ‘natural’ soaps contain these ingredients, Ours do not. If it hasn’t been extracted directly from the plant (or isn’t still a plant – e.g. seaweed or carrot powder), then it doesn’t make it into our soaps.

Advantage of handmade Soaps .

Ans -The Melt & Pour method is the simplest and the soaps can be used instantly. As the name suggests, it just involves the melting of the soap bases, adding the colour, fragrance and additives, if any. Once the soaps cool down, they can be used instantly. The drawback is one does not have 100% control over the ingredients used as soap bases are used for this. Many variations in design are also not possible as the soaps set very quickly.

The traditional cold process soaps make the best handmade soaps. By using this method, every single ingredient can be customized to suit your personal preferences. Fresh ingredients like milk and fruit/vegetable purees can be used as well since the saponification process can be fully controlled.The cold process method makes room for plenty of creative options as the trace of cold process soap can be designed using a variety of techniques. Thin trace can be used to make swirls, while thick trace creates the soap frosting.

Soaps made using this process are generally considered as a more natural bar of soap. These cold process soaps need to be cured for 4-6 weeks before use.In the hot process method, the soap are made using the cold process method and then boiled. These soaps do not require curing and can be used after a day. At River Jasmine, we use the cold process method to make our soaps as we believe that perfection takes time.

Q- Do we use lye to make our soaps?

Ans - Yes we do, otherwise the olive oil we sent you in the post wouldn’t clean you. It would just be olive oil.In our case, it would also still be liquid. (Not very helpful – and pretty messy for the postman – given that our soaps are packaged in non-water-tight biodegradable

Q- So all soap is lye free then?

Ans- No, this isn’t necessarily the case. If a soap formula is badly calculated or sloppily made then it is very possible that the final soap bars contain lye. Safe soap making relies on proper chemistry; and an improper understanding of the reaction and process can result in harmful bars that contain lye.Is there any soap that

Q- does grow on a tree/is naturally occurring?

Aan- Horse ChestnutYes, in a way. While no actual hard soap, or bottled liquid soap, grows on trees; nature does produce a number of plants that contain saponins. While not ‘soap’, these plant-containing saponins can be used to wash with and to wash clothes.

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@rcbcllixvs  58) When the cops told me what you were doing, I wanted to stay in bed. And now that I’m here, I’m thinking that maybe I should have. (Hero or Quirkless Touya 👀)

“I don’t understand why I’m here, I didn’t do anything wrong!” With a hiccup as he spoke holding back the sobbing that he had been doing, his hands raised to his face, rubbing at it and messing his glasses and hair up even further.

“I told them to talk to you because you knew me and knew I’d not do anything they were accusing me of! I want to go home, I didn’t do anything to their stupid friend I swear! Touyaaaa!” He sobbed further. Though the tears were empty, the sobs were gut wrenching, a perfect show for anyone who didn’t know who he was and really thought he was just an innocent young man with nothing up his sleeve.

“Don’t be mean yo-you’re suppo-supposed to help me!”

[khaleesiofalicante]

HIII I MANAGED TO GET IN TIME BEFORE YOU CLOSE UR ASK BOX YAY

Ok life update

Umm

I finished the hobbit, now reading a clash of kings and honestly I would read an entire book from tyrions perspective he is 👌

Umm

I posted that very very short extract on ao3 which is exciting 😭

My choir are singing you will be found from Evan Hansen and it sounds so good already and normally it’s kind of too high for me but I’m just slamming the head voice lol 😂

My school had a session about LGBTQ inclusivity and it was a really good session and everyone really benefited from it as well - including the lgbtq staff which is really good and yeah it was kinda eye opening for a lot of people - and we had doughnuts

Oh yeah Valentine’s Day I bought myself two doughnuts and that was yum

I dreamt about my crush twice this week and I’ve finally realised the person in my head is not the real person so I’m working on getting over that. Moving on ig

It’s hard 😭

OH MY SECOND CLOSEST FRIEND WENT ON A DATE WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND AND IM DYING OF HAPPINESS AND JEALOUSY FOR HIM

And no I’m not in love with him we tried last year (for four hours, I’m an awesome girlfriend) but it didn’t work, and they’re super cute together. They would have kissed but her friend came along and 🙄

But yis

Oh also

When I was 13 I dated this ‘boy’ now he’s gay ans nb

When I was also 13 I dated another boy

In short all my serious exes are gay

I should not have been dating at 13

Buttt the second one is my best friend and I LOVE HIM LIKE IDEK WHAT and the first one is a complete lunatic but oh well we’re still friends

Yes I maintain healthy relationships with my childhood exes

Is this normal?

Idk if that’s normal

Anyway lol yes

Hope ur gooddd

YES LIFE UPDATE (I live for this smh I love when people tell me stuff is that weird lol)

YES CLASH OF KINDS LET'S GO IT'S MY FAVE BOOK IN THE SERIES

Your school sounds actually very nice. I am emo about it.

I started dating when I was 13 too AND I AGREE.

Your exes and I think you for your service to the LGBTQ community.

And also maintaining healthy relationships with exes is SUCH a green flag.

You are the best. ILY.

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My Love

My Love Chapter One

A/N: This is a WIP I have held onto since August and never wanted to post it. I was fearful that it was going to be so different (series wise) and the subject matter a little too difficult to read for some. The first few chapters are heavily angsty, but, it does get easier. Just know that if you are on my perma tag list, I do not expect you to read this (I never do with my others, as well), it won’t be for everyone and there will be no hard feelings on my part.

Chapter Warning: Sexual Content, but, I consider it mild and not racy.

The cellphone on Liam’s desk pinged with another message from Riley. He didn’t have to read it to know what she wanted, it would be the same message she sent to him an hour ago and the hours before that: I’m ready, My King.  

The last thing he wanted was to be stuck in his office until midnight, working on a mountain of proposals and negotiations, when her six week check up had given her the all clear earlier in the day.  She was making it practically unbearable on him with the tantalizing pictures of her bare skin that left little to the imagination. Revealing photos of her savory, voluptuous breast and those red lacy crotchless panties he loves, hidden under a silky robe. Six weeks was an eternity without the intimacy he so craved with her and that pile of paperwork would  have to wait until morning.

If he was finished with her by then.

Making love for Liam and Riley was one of the foundations to their nearly one year of marriage. It’s a demonstration of their hunger, their passion and  unwavering devotion to one another. It's more than just sex or having a need met...its carnal, its physical, its liberating, and the deepest form of their absolute love. A fact that has been true since their first time in the hedge maze before his coronation, and every instance since.

The act itself for them is as necessary as the air that fills their lungs or the blood that courses through their veins. They needes to join as one body, as one flesh, because she was his life and he was her soul.

Liam shuffled the papers together that were scattered in front of him, straightening them as quickly as he could and tossed them in a folder. He stood from his desk, turned off the lamp, adjusted himself from the engorgement that had returned again and raced out of his office. 

He entered his darkened quarters and made his way quietly up the stairs, loosening his tie as he walked softly across the marbled floor, mindful of the sound of each footstep. As much as he wanted to peek in on his infant daughter -- who was sleeping soundly in the nursery across from their bedroom -- the fear of her waking at this very moment was much greater.

The door was just slightly ajar and he could see the flickers of red and orange hues from the fireplace illuminating the bedroom with a small portion of its shimmering light escaping into the hallway. His hand nudged the door open and he walked inside. Hiis heart beat increased steadier and heavier with each second.

Within Liam was a literal craving that only she could satisfy. A flame that only Riley herself could ignite and extinguish at her will.  He recalled a time when his father told him she would never be good for him because his love for her made him weak, however, it was her love for him that made him stronger, more exuberant, a better man and king. 

As he stepped further inside, he was taken aback by the tiny flickers of candles that resonated from every available solid surface, adding further to the ambiance set by the glow of the fireplace. In all of its beauty, nothing compared to the sight of the woman leaning against the poster of their bed, wearing a red, see-through chemise and a sultry grin; her brown eyes beckoned her husband to come closer. 

Liam slipped off his wing tipped shoes with only his feet, slinging them away as he eagerly approached her. “My Love."

Using her backside to push herself away from the wooden poster -- her pupils already fully dilated and lust blown -- she shivered with anticipation of his every touch and his lips on hers. “My King."

He tugged on his loosened tie, pulling it through his collar and wound a portion of each end around his hands. When he finally reached her, Riley’s fragrance lingered in the air and casts an intoxicating spell that he couldn't help but relish in. 

“You...you look...insatiable." Liam tossed the tie, still wound around each hand, over her head and moved it down to her waist. He bit his lip as he used the tie to heave her flush against him. 

Riley began loosening the buttons of his shirt. “I missed you today." A flirty look danced across her face.

Liam arched his back, savoring each tender kiss she plantes from the newly exposed parts of his flesh. “Let me show you just how much I missed you."

Tossing his tie onto the bed, they each make quick work of the others clothing until nothing but bare skin and flesh remained between them. 

As the candlelight flickered and glowed across their naked forms, their eyes gaze at one another, entranced by the beauty and radiant heat that drew them together.

His fingertips graze slowly across her slender shoulders and down to her delicate, silky hands. He turns one of her hands over and traces a heart into the palm. “I love you, Riley." Liam moved lower to crest both of his hands on her rounded hips.

Liam pulled her closer, feeling the fullness of her breast pressed against his pounding chest while her stiff rosy nipples dancing gingerly on him.

Her hands reaches through his arms and around his waist, swaying to a melody only they could hear -- slow and rhythmic, yearning and craving. Their faces nestled affectionately, enjoying the warmth of flesh and desire. He nuzzled into her neck, his lips brushing gently against her sentient skin, nipping and suckling, leaving behind wet trails of his affection. Sweeping across her jaw, tenderly, he sought and found her lips, devouring them and caressing her supple tongue; she was as desperate for him as he is for her.

Hearts raced, eyes pleaded, sexual swells awakened.

Their physical dance rapidly becames more sensual as legs weaken slightly and hips sink and grind passionately together. Tongue’s continued to consume one another as both Liam and Riley find the most sensitive treasures of the other. His large docile fingers became moistened with the extraction of her pleasure, while her small hand stroked and kneaded his hardened and eager shaft. 

Riley’s head fell back, wincing and moaning his name in pure ecstasy, “Liam...Liam!” Her body tensed as heat and vigor began to surge throughout, causing him to delve more intently, igniting his increasing desperation and hunger. He pulled her snug against him, one strong arm giving her balance and the other ushering her to the brink of rapture and euphoria.

‘Let go, my love," his smokey voice whispered against her flushed cheek as Riley’s face buried into his broadened chest, gripping the solid muscles of his biceps. When the first cries of her pleasure are released, Liam lifted her chin from his chest so that he could see her soft, brown eyes dance and roll. “Yes, my love, let go for me."

With a feeble whimper, she let go, falling breathlessly into his arms.

Her lust blown orbs soon meet his anxious blue ones, both prepared for the final act: the one in which his body and her body unite as one, taking complete and total possession of the other.

“I need you now, Ri."

“Then take me, Liam."

He lifted her up swiftly. Riley’s legs wrapped firmly around him; her throbbing center aching to accept him.

Liam found her succulent lips again as he spun her around, his hands twisting at the back of her hair, locked in a passionate kiss.

Placing one knee on the edge of the bed, he eased her down; her legs falling open when his hips nudge between them. 

It had been over six weeks since he felt her -- since the warmth of her core gripped and coated him so tightly.

As his hips rested snuggly between her legs, he reaches down, grippes his hardened shaft and aligned himself with her. Liam looked down on the face of his wife, a soft sheen of moisture and heat radiating from it. She could not be more beautiful or sensual as she was in that very moment; no one would ever take this woman’s place in his life. 

She nodded with an earnest pleading and without any sense of hesitation, he thrust himself into her. Over and over again he entered into her, driving further and more vigorously each time. 

“Ahh, Liam, yes!"

Her moans and wails drove him to the edge of no return and he increased the intensity of his thrusts knowing she is close too.

As small beads of sweat collectrd along the defined lines of his back muscles, he gripped both of her wrist that are wrapped tightly around his shoulders and pinned her arms above her head. 

Lifting himself up, he now had the levity to plunge even deeper. Riley’s body began to writhe under him and he can sense she is ready to burst. Both of their legs began to tense and an increasing charge of passion and electricity begin to surge. Every part of their bodies started to quake and tingle. Liam gripped her wrists even tighter, feeling her walls flutter around his cock. 

He can now release himself.

“Riley!”

With one more forceful drive, he spilled himself into her. “Riley!”

He continued his surge, winding down slower and slower, until he has emptied himself completely.

Liam rested his head on Riley’s shoulder, both of them still reeling from the pleasurable high they just experience.

He turned his head so that his mouth can graze at her ear, still slightly breathless, “I love you.”

Riley nuzzled her cheeks against his mouth, then turned her head to face him, placing a gentle kiss on his lips. “I love you too, Liam...I always have...”

“Ans I always will, my love," he finished, kissing her once more.

After cleaning up, they return to the bed they have shared for almost a year and as is routine, she will lay on her right side. He would kiss into her silky, brown hair, and wrap his arms tightly around her. Within minutes, they both driftes off together into a blissful and loving sleep.

The sound of a baby’s cry at 2:30, wakes Liam from his slumber. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, he peeks over at Riley, who is still laying on her right side, resting. Knowing she must be exhausted from so many sleepless nights, he rubs his hands over his face and rises from their bed. With Riley breastfeeding, he decided he would get the baby and bring her to their room so she doesn’t have to get up.

“Daddy’s coming baby," he whispers when he walks into the nursery, still slightly groggy from his lack of sleep.

“Hey, Ellie, my girl’, his voice always soft and soothing, lifts his fussy baby from her crib and carries her to the changing table. He sifts through diapers and loosens the buttons on her sleeper, thankful that there were no surprises inside. After changing his daughter, who is expressing her desire to feed, he kisses the top of her downey covered head and walks back into his bedroom.

Bouncing his little girl softly, he sits back down on his side of the bed, and turns his lamp on. “Shhh, its okay, princess, there’s momma”.

“Riley”, he whispers in her direction, still bouncing and soothing Ellie’s little cries.

He waits a moment, surprised she hasn’t yet stirred from the baby’s noises.

“Riley”, he calls again, “my love, Ellie’s ready for her feeding...aren’t you my girl”. 

Liam shift’s the baby into the crook of one arm and reaches over to his wife with the other. “Riley, Love, we need you to get up”, he taps on her exposed arm.

“Sweetheart?”, he begins to nudge at her a little more deeply.

When she doesn’t move, his heart starts to race, unsure if she is just completely exhausted, having complained about it more and more the past few days, or if its something more. 

He grabs her arm and rolls her onto her back, “Riley, are you...okay?”

“OH GOD!”, he yells, adjusting pillows on the bed to make a barrier so that he could lay Ellie down.

He climbs over her in a complete panicky state and begins to shake Riley, whose normal olive toned face is pale white; her body limp with each movement.

He leans over and places his ear on her chest, begging and pleading for any sign of air entering or movement.

When nothing is heard, he pushes an emergency button that is on the corner of each of their night tables, alerting the guards to the distress.

Placing his trembling hands on her chest, he begins compressions, not exactly sure of what he was doing, but, desperate to try anything, “Please breathe, my love...take a breath, damn it”. 

Continuing to compress, stop momentarily to administer two quick breaths, “Where the fuck are the guards at!”.

Time stood completely still, almost playing in slow motion. Each passing second was an agonizing terror for him.

Still working steadfastly and focused, he was unaware of the hoards of guards that sprang up on him, jolting him from his concentration.

“Please help her, she...she’s not breathing...Riley…” he trailed breathlessly, grief stricken and sobbing as he moved out of the way to allow the guards, who were medically trained, to take over. 

Bastien appeared out of the corner of his eye and Liam stumbled over to him, clutching and clawing at his head guards shirt, “Bastien...you have to help her...please bring her back...I can’t...I can’t..”.

“It’s okay, your majesty”, he gripped onto Liam, trying to calm his erratic behavior, “I will have a life flight crew brought in right away”. Bastien held onto Liam and walked him to his side of the bed, where Ellie was still crying and inched him down beside her.

Liam watched with uncertainty as the guards removed Riley from the bed and placed her on the floor to get a more solid surface to perform CPR. In that moment, he felt dizzy and nauseous, impatient for her to wake up and flash that bright smile that makes him weak in the knees. 

He remembers the first time he saw that smile...New York. On a whirlwind bachelor party thrown by his friends, he crept up on her while she was taking their order. After tapping her on the shoulder, attempting to take his seat, there it was. Not only that bright smile, but, those alluring, spirited, brown eyes; he was hers before she ever muttered a word to him.

If Liam wasn’t already captivated by her beauty, perhaps her giving, spunky, throw caution to the wind, personality would have been plenty sufficient in his eyes. She is ready for any challenge, any risk; even one that included placing her life on hold to follow a prince to a country she had never heard of in hopes of getting to know him better. He loved her from the moment she tagged him in that maze following the Masquerade Ball; over time that loved increased a million times over.

Liam was torn from his thoughts, when Miss Talbert, the Queen’s personal assistant, stepped up to him offering to care for Ellie, having been summoned by Bastien.  Still in a fog, he lifted his infant daughter from the bed, kissing her cheek, “Mommy’s going to be fine, sweet pea. I’ll come and get you in a little while”.  He handed Ellie off and quickly rounded to the opposite side of the bed, where his wife was still being assisted; more guards entering to aid in her recovery.

“Bastien, where the hell is the life flight?”.

“ETA is two minutes, your majesty”.

“That’s two fucking minutes too long...I want them here now, that’s an order!”

“Yes, sir”.

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A rose in shadows - Chapter two

Chapter 2- John's getting married in the morning

John enters the flat after giving Gladstone a nice walk. He lets the dog off his leash once the door is closed behind him and he stand to his feet, tucking the leash away.

"Mrs. Hudson?"

There is no response.

"Oh, Mrs. Hudson?"

Still nothing. He goes up stairs and knocks on the door with his cane.

"Holmes? You in there?"

It's silent. He opens the door and lets out an amused laugh as he sees the whole room is surrounded in plants. This is of course Sherlock's doing.

"Your hedge needs trimming." John jokes.

Watson pushes some leaves to the side with his cane and enters the room. There are plants in every direction. He cannot see anything at all.

"Where am I?" He hears an airy whisper through the trees.

"I don't care where you are, as long as you're ready." John comes to an opening and some turkey's gobble to his right. He looks at them.

"I'm waiting." Sherlock's whisper breaks out.

John turns to the window and sees Sherlock looking out the window, or at least, it's supposed to seem like he is. Even John can see it's a dummy in Holmes' clothes.

"I'm not going to play this game. Remember, I have to catch the last-" A dart hits him in the shoulder. John looks over his shoulder to see it, then raises his eyes over to the animals gathering on the opposite of the room. There is a goat with the turkey's now. "-train."

"Oh, that's you dead I'm afraid." Sherlock says.

"You win." John sits down with a newspaper, sounding as unenthusiastic as possible. A parrot flies across the room. John scans the trees for any sign of the mad man. "I lose. Game over."

Sherlock shoots another gun which pierces through the newspaper that John was holding up.

"Still don't see me."

John folds the paper down and looks ahead.

Sherlock laughs and moves away from the wall. He is wearing a full body suit that blends in with the pillar and bookshelf across from where John is sitting. He was very well hidden. He removes the mask when he stands in front of Watson.

John doesn't look impressed.

"I'm not going out with you dressed like that."

"Would you prefer I joined you in the fashion faux pas of wearing fine military dress with that heinous handmade scarf... clearly one of your fiance's early efforts?"

"Oh, how I've missed you, Holmes."

"Have you? Why?" Sherlock leans in close to him. "I've barely noticed your absence. Then again I'm knee-deep in research and I have Y/N for company." He turns his back to John as he looks around the room. "I'm extracting fluids from the adrenal glands of sheep and designing my own urban camouflage. All the while verging on a decisive breakthrough in the single most important case of my career, perhaps of all time." Sherlock leans in again.

The leaves by the door rustle.

"Mrs. Hudson, Y/N, how are you both?"

You follow the landlady into room.

"Oh. Oh, I'm so pleased to see you, Doctor." Mrs Hudson says. "Thank you for inviting me tomorrow."

"And thank you for looking after Gladstone." John stands up to greet you both.

"It's good to see you, John." You step over and smile at him. He returns the favour. You don't miss how Sherlock rolls his eyes beside you both.

"Dear, dear... sickly sweet nanny, might I have a word?" Sherlock takes a step toward Mrs. Hudson. He pulls the cloth which was on the tray Mrs. Hudson was carrying. It reveals mice trapped under a clear case. "Yummy. Fess the snake, woman."

"You feed it."

"Touchy, touchy." He takes the tray from her and backs away slowly.

"Doctor, you must get him to a sanatorium." She pleads with John. You chuckle quietly as you remove the dart from his shoulder. "He's been on a diet of coffee, tobacco, and coca leaves." Mrs. Hudson explains. "He never sleeps." You nod at Watson as he looks at you. "I hear multiple voices as if he's rehearsing a play."

"Leave him to me." John chuckles.

"Don't you have a goat that needs worming?" Sherlock asks, popping up behind Mrs. Hudson.

"Oh, how kind of you to remind me." Sarcasm drips from every word. "So much to look forward to. What would I do without you?" She turns and leaves. "Good luck with your patient, Doctor." She calls over her shoulder.

"Why are you here?" Sherlock asks.

You look Sherlock dead in the eye.

"He's getting married tomorrow."

John stares at Sherlock.

"Oh! Embrace me." Sherlock pulls him in to an awkward hug, he pulls out the dart which was still in John's back. "Watson's getting married."

"You've lost a few pounds, Holmes."

Sherlock steps back. "Yes, you've picked them up, noshing on Mary's muffins, no doubt." John chuckles. "Pour us a brandy. The stag party has begun!"

"I'll leave you two to it then, shall I?" You chuckle and gather your coat which has been draped round the back of a chair.

"It was good to see you, Y/N." John smiles and kisses your hand before letting you turn to the door.

"Yes, you too. Do try to keep out of trouble Sherlock, and John, don't drink too much." You smile at the boys. Sherlock barely spares a glance your way and John nods at you before looking at his best friend with a furrowed gaze. You leave them be.

 Sherlock disappears behind the curtains that had been drawn closed, closing off the other side of the room.

"It is our last adventure, Watson. I intend to make the most of it."

John opened the curtains and found himself face to face with something completely different from the rest of the room.

Diagrams, maps, photos, newspaper clippings and other notes handwritten by Sherlock himself, were all pinned up on the wall leaving no space at all. Red string was pinned up across each piece, connecting everything one way or another. This is Sherlock's investigation on Moriarty.

"I see you've made good use of my old office." John comments.

"Do you like my spider's web?"

"Is that what you call it?"

"That's what Y/N called it, I just stick to her ideas." Sherlock peeked out from behind the screen he had gone to get changed behind. "Follow that strand."

John follows it.

"Question: What do a scandal involving an Indian cotton tycoon, the overdose of a Chinese opium trader, bombings in Strasbourg and Vienna, and the death of a steel magnate in America all have in common?"

John follows the strands to see they all point to a photo of a man.

"Well, according to your diorama, Professor James Moriarty."

"Indeed."

"Mathematical genius. Celebrated author and lecturer."

"Boxing champion at Cambridge, where he made friends with out current Prime Minister." Sherlock states.

"Do you have any evidence to substantiate your claim?" John asks.

Sherlock chuckles as he steps out from behind the screen. He grabs a strand and follows it down to the wall near him where an article is pinned to the wall.

"This."

John steps over and looks at it. Beside the column was a photo of a man, above read 'DR. HOFFSMANSTAHL'S FATAL HEART ATTACK.'

"Now do you see?" Sherlock asked.

"Dr. Hoffmanstahl's death?"

"Yes. I've heard you speak of him, extolling his virtues." Sherlock says.

"Hoffmanstahl was at the forefront of medical innovations, a true pioneer."

"Just the other day, I averted an explosion that was intended for him."

"Says he died of a heart attack." John looks at the paper.

"Has all my instruction been for naught?" Sherlock looks at John disappointed. If it was you he was talking to, you would have understood right away what he was getting at. In fact you had been. "You still read the official statement and believe it." It's a game, dear man, a shadowy game." Sherlock poured a drink. "We're playing cat and mouse, the professor and I. Cloak and dagger."

"I thought it was spider and fly?" John looked at him and then down at the bottle Sherlock had put down. Formaldehyde.

"I'm not a fly, I'm a cat."

"Not a mouse, but a dagger. You're drinking embalming fluid."

"Yes.  Care for a drop?" Sherlock exhales slowly after drinking from his glass.

"You do seem..."

"Excited?"

"...Manic..."

"I am."

"...Verging on..."

"Ecstatic?"

"...Psychotic. I should've brought you a sedative."

"I'll give mt life to see his demise." Sherlock said. "He must be stopped before his evil machinations come to a crescendo."

"What about Y/N?" John asks.

"What about Y/N?" Sherlock bites back.

"I couldn't help but notice how.... lonely she looked when she left. I thought things were going well for you both?"

"Aren't they?"

"I don't know, Holmes." John furrowed his gaze at his friend and then sighed. "Ans how will he do all this?" It was clear Sherlock wasn't in the mood to talk about you, perhaps you would talk to him later.

"Don't be a dingy bird. Bad people do bad things because they can." Sherlock was more interested in talking about Moriarty right now. "No one, not the victims, the police, the governments, not anyone..."

"Except the great Sherlock Holmes..."

"Correct."

"...On this diet, will work it all out."

"Right."

"Or thereabouts."

"Thereabouts, not quite there."

"Here's to your good health." John raised a glass, filled with alcohol. Sherlock raised what was left of his choice of drink. "Dingy bird."

Gladstone whimpered and them dropped to the floor.

"What have you done to Gladstone now?" John goes over to his beloved dog.

"Ricinus communis. The fruit is highly toxic."

"He's barely breathing."

"What an excellent opportunity. This may be just the thing." Sherlock kneels down beside John and stabs Gladstone with a needle. The dog whines. "Sorry, do you mind terribly if I try my adrenal extract?"

"How many times are you going to kill my dog, Holmes?"

Gladstone barks as he gets up quickly off the floor and scurries off.

"Took off like a monkey from a box. I may need one of those in a few hours."

"Consider it a wedding gift." Sherlock handed over the small roll the extract had been kept in.

John made his way downstairs.

"Watson, might we use an alternative exit?" Sherlock asked. John turned on his heel and faced Sherlock who had dressed after him.

"Is there something different about you?"

"I'm under observation." Sherlock was wearing a long beard and had a pipe in his mouth, his coat was old and scruffy.

"As you should be."

"You drive."

Both men left through a different door.

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Cephalopod Fossils from Lyme Regis, England

My position as a Research Volunteer in the Section of Invertebrate Paleontology (IP) allows me to delve into stories about the collection that I find interesting. One of my research assignments is to investigate the fossils from Lyme Regis, England. The Lyme Regis fossils are part of the 130,000 specimens purchased by Andrew Carnegie from the Baron de Bayet of Belgium in 1903. Some of the Bayet fossils are incorporated into the museum’s Dinosaurs in Their Time (DITT) in the Triassic, Jurassic, Cretaceous, and a special Lyme Regis case that showcases 13 invertebrate and vertebrate fossils.

The village of Lyme Regis is situated on the Dorset Coast, and as such, receives some of the worst weather associated with the English Channel. The Lyme Regis cliffs and beaches have been a fossil hunting graveyard for two hundred years, first made famous by resident Mary Anning (1799 – 1847).  When she was just twelve years old she found a large skeleton of a marine reptile known as an Ichthyosaur (literally “fish lizard”). Ichthyosaurs were predators that fed on Jurassic fishes and ammonites. It’s easy to see how she developed a love of fossils after discovering such a magnificent creature as a child. For years, she amassed collections of plesiosaurs, pterosaurs, fish skeletons, and other marine fossils and sold them for a living to paleontologists worldwide. In DITT, there are two examples of Ichthyosaur specimens, a skull (CM 877) and a three-foot-long skeleton (CM 23822). Unfortunately, Mary Anning was not recognized during her life for her accomplishments, probably because she was not a trained paleontologist and she was female. After her death, the collections became widely known to the scientific community, bringing about a better understanding of the paleontology of the Dorset coast.

A fascinating piece of trivia about Lyme Regis is the filming of the 1980 movie, The French Lieutenant’s Women, which depicts the lead male actor, Jeremy Irons, using a simple rock hammer to extract a fossil ammonite from the cliff. If only it was that easy to collect from the 300-meter sheer cliff. My supervisor, Albert Kollar, collected fossils along the Lyme Regis beach in 1999. He opined “most fossils are eroded naturally because of the storm waves coming in from the English Channel that eat away at the rock each year, collapsing to the beach in broken blocks that eventually expose the fossils over time.”

My project was to research the Lyme Regis mollusks i.e., ammonites, nautiloids, and belemnites, update their identification, and review the climate aspects of the Jurassic sea that once covered this part of Europe approximately 199 to 190 million years ago. Paleontologists use marine fossils to interpret past paleoclimates and the paleoenvironments in which the animals once lived. The Jurassic is commonly considered as an interval of sustained warmth without any well-documented glacial deposits at the polar regions. The Lyme Regis fossils are preserved in very discrete layers of limestone strata often named “Lias” by European geologists. The terminology used today is early Jurassic Sinemurian Stage. The fossil mollusks are singular specimen’s that measure approximately 1 inch to 8 inches in diameter. The Carnegie of Natural History collection contains 16 invertebrate specimens from the genera Acanthoteuthis, Asteroceras, Eoderoceras, Liparoceras, Lytoceras, Microderoceras, Nautilus, Radstockiceras, and Xipheroceras.

All Bayet fossils were recorded in the Carnegie Museum Catalog of Fossils. The Cephalopod Catalog contains ammonite, nautiloid, and belemnoid fossils assigned by Bayet and includes details such as collection localities and stratigraphic horizon. Some Lyme Regis specimens are recognized by having two letters “BK” and a painted number, as seen on CM 40666. In 1975, a Swiss paleontologist, Dr. Felix Wiedenmayer, was on a research sabbatical to study fossil sponges at the Carnegie Museum, as well as an expert on Mesozoic ammonites from Europe. He reviewed many Mesozoic ammonites providing updated identification to genus and species, and stratigraphic horizon data, including some of the Lyme Regis ammonite fossils.

To complete the project, I created a virtual geology, paleontology, and exhibit folder in PowerPoint. This includes photographs of the specimens, a geologic map of Lyme Regis and the Dorset Coast, a Paleogeographic map, the distribution of genus and species in the collection, and references. The photographs in this study were taken by IP Research Associate/volunteer John Harper.

I have had a great experience at the Carnegie Museum of Natural History gaining knowledge about these fossil collections, stratigraphy, and geologic time. Now, I look forward to graduate school in part to study microfossils that lived in the seas during a climate “event” around 56 million years ago during the Paleogene Epoch. This event is called the “Paleocene-Eocene Thermal Maximum” (PETM), and is so named because it demarcates the boundary between these two epochs of geologic time. It has been a pleasure looking at these exceptional cephalopods at the Carnegie Museum, and I look forward to any more potential collaborations in the future.

William Vincett is a research volunteer in the Section of Invertebrate Paleontology and a graduate student at the University of Delaware. Museum employees and volunteers are encouraged to blog about their unique experiences and knowledge gained from working at the museum.

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Xerren (Zen) Toga, the Myuran Sage

Myurans (My-yur-ans) are a race of Altean regarded as divine beings. In Altean mythology, Myurans are the children of Myura, the God of Life and wielder of Quintessence. Myurans are master manipulators of Quintessence and are seemingly infinite sources of it themselves. They can use Quintessence to heal, to form weapons and tools, to fly, and in a burst to greatly increase their strength. Myruans have an eye that can see the flow of Quintessence. They can see what is called a "soul color" or "aura" that surrounds every being. The colors are tied to each individual's personality and can change with age. While colors can be similar, each soul color is completely unique, encasing an individual's entire life story. A skilled Myuran sage can read these auras, giving them access to a person's history. Because of these powers, and the fact that a Myuran child is born barely even once a century, Myurans are highly sought after as living weapons and stealth operatives. Myurans' lifespan is unknown as they are killed before they can die of natural causes. The longest living Myuran was Kala The Wise, having lived 9,283 deca-phoebs before she was caught by Zarkon and beheaded. Myurans age slower than Aleans, who age far slower than Humans. Comparatively, a Myuran child takes approximately 162 years to reach adulthood, while a Human takes 18. Myurans seem to stop aging after they hit 312, a rough comparison to a Human's 25th birthday. It is said that the Altean Royal Family started as a pure Myuran bloodline before cross-breeding in the name of harmony between the races. Xerren's History Xerren Toga, her sister Malakai Toga, and her parents lived on the abandoned planet where Shiro and Keith crash-landed (season 2, episode 1). On the opposite side of the planet was a small settlement of the thought-to-be-extinct Alteans. One day, the settlement was ransacked by Galra bounty hunters. Word had made it to the Galra empire that a Myuran child had been born. Myurans are regarded as divine beings due to their ability to produce and wield massive amounts of Quintessence. They utilize it to heal and can manipulate it into shields or weapons. Because of her powers, the Galra Empire either wanted her on their side or dead. Malakai knew something was wrong at the first sound of engines, she grabbed Xerren along with a couple of essentials and ran. They hid for days, but once the Galra had extracted, there was no one left. Their entire village had been decimated and they lacked the technology to call for help. So they did what their nomad tribe did best: lived off the land. They buried every member of their settlement that day. Xerren and Malakai lived peacefully near their old village for 10 deca-phoebs, but Malakai fell very ill. Xerren, a purple soul, couldn't do anything for her yellow-souled sister. Malakai passed away soon after. Ravaged by the grief of losing her village and only sibling, Xerren gathered all her belongings in a chest, buried it, and cast a memory lock. She shut the memories of her family in that chest because she knew she could not go on without them. Her last possession was a music box her sister had received for her 25th birthday. Inside it, Xerren left the coordinates to the trunk in the event she ever needed them. Many deca-Phoebs later, Shiro and Keith crashlanded on the planet and were saved from the lizard-beasts by a redheaded Altean girl who had no understanding of language. They brought the girl with them and adventures ensued.

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Lasabrjotr Chapter 27: A Seed Sown

Chapters: 27/? Fandom: Thor (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Warnings: None Relationships: Loki x Reader (Let’s try this again) Characters: Loki (Marvel), Reader, Brunnhilde Additional Tags: Post-Endgame: Best Possible Ending (Canon-Divergent), No I Did Not Forget This Plot Point, I Read Somewhere That Thanos Was Supposedly Physically Deformed And Looked Very Different Than Other Titans, But There Were No Other Details, And We Never See Any Other Titans So, They All Just Look Like That Summary: After a time of benign quiescence, the dreams return, more powerful than ever

You flew through space, stars swirling all around you. Loki flew with you, his hand in yours, the magic of your combined rune powering your flight. Somehow, you weren't cold, and didn't need to draw breath, so you just let yourself fly to wherever it was you were going, admiring the beauty that surrounded you.

Starlight illuminated Loki's face, sparkling in his beautiful eyes, shimmering in his raven curls. He seemed equally enchanted by you, twining his fingers with yours. There was no sound out in space, but you could swear you almost heard his laughter.

A planet approached swiftly, one unlike you had ever seen. Its atmosphere was thick with storm systems, orange and hazy all over. You had no idea where you were, but the two of you were being drawn straight for the mysterious world. A little fear curled in you, but Loki was with you. You weren't alone. The strange world grew bigger and bigger, both of you floating down through the thick clouds to come to rest on a dry hillock, overlooking tidy fields, and a very large building that was in the middle of being carefully demolished. It appeared as though it was being taken apart in such a way that the materials could be used elsewhere.

You couldn't help but appraise the fields before you. They were doing poorly; perhaps not enough sun, perhaps not enough water, but you didn't recognize the plants, so you couldn't be sure. Here, you could draw breath, but it was uncomfortable. Pollution, or different atmospheric composition?

There were people walking along the rows, though they didn't seem to see you. You almost called out to one ans they approached, but Loki gasped painfully at the sight, and drew you protectively into his arms. You looked up into his white face, wide eyes, and gritted teeth. Was that fear?

The person walking the row closeby was not human, though he might be mistaken for one from a distance. He was much larger than a human, in all dimensions. Broader in the chest and shoulders, thicker in the arms and legs. He had giant, blunt hands and almost no neck. His head was hairless, his eyes small, his skin a light, mottled purple. His chin was quite large, one of the defining features of his face, and it had several long, vertical wrinkles reaching up to his wide mouth.

He wore an apron full of pockets over his long tunic, and as you watched, he retrieved a small vial full of clear liquid from one and popped it open. He then plucked a crinkled leaf from one of the struggling plants, crushed it between his huge fingers, and sprinkled it into the vial, swirling the liquid inside.

You watched the liquid turn a sour-looking yellow, and the large man sighed. He re-sealed to vial, and replaced it back in his apron, then turned to gaze at the remains of the building. There was a dense fog blowing over it, and moving closer. Thunder rumbled in the distance, heralding a coming storm.

“Mynos!” Someone called, rushing over from several rows away. “We must cover the plants before the storm hits! It sounds large this time. What do your samples say? Is there any hope on this side of the factory?”

“It is marginally better over here.” Mynos answered in a deep grumble. “Rain has washed soil from the hills into this area, and carried contaminated soils further down hill, closer to the factory. We may wish to experiment with terracing hillsides that face away from factories.”

“That will make them more susceptible to microclimactic changes.” His compatriot pointed out, and Mynos nodded slowly.

“That is why it must go into experimentation phases first.”

Thunder growled once more, the orange fog having grown closer very swiftly. You thought you could see lighting within it.

“Yes, this one looks much worse than the last one. Come. Let us get the row covers!”

Both of them rushed as fast as their stocky bodies would allow, joining many other people in the field in getting sturdy row covers in place, to protect the delicate, unhealthy plants from being flattened by wind, or rain, or...

The storm was almost upon you and you had only now noticed. These were not clouds of vapor, bearing rain, but an enormous wall of orange dust. It rolled over you just as you cried out, dust stinging in your eyes, filling your throat. You cried and coughed, and you tried to clutch on to Loki, but your arms were full of blankets, as you rolled out of bed and onto your rug, still coughing and watery eyed.

You were covered in dust; you gagged and spat, desperately trying to get it out of you mouth, to wipe it off of your arms. You could hear the corn rustling around you, the rare calls of a meadowlark. And above that, you heard the sound of running footsteps, the door to your room slamming open, bringing you back to where you really were.

And Loki, illuminated in the doorway, an ethereal god to your streaming eyes. You couldn't make yourself stand, your body just wouldn't respond, and it didn't matter. Loki scooped you up like you were a pillow, and carried you all the way to the bath. He was covered in dust as well; it caked his face and turned his hair brown.

He set you down gently in the sunken tub, and turned the water on, sitting down next to you and cradling you tenderly as the cleansing water rose slowly around you. You shivered in his arms, until nearly submerged in the warm water, then you cried until all the dust was out of your eyes and mouth. Loki scrubbed your arms and back, quietly asking if you wanted him to remove your pajamas, to which you shook your head violently. He didn't ask again, and kept his own sleeping clothes on as well.

“W-was that real?” You finally asked. “It had to be real, or where did the dust come from? The dust-it's everywhere!”

“Shh, shh, shh.' Loki soothed. “It's off, it's gone, it's washed away. You're clean. I'm clean. It's gone.”

“Where were we?” You demanded. “How did we get there? It wasn't just a dream! The dust! How?”

For the first time since you had met him, Loki looked completely uncertain. “I...I do not know.” He admitted. “I thought it all some kind of dream, until I awoke to your cries.”

“You were scared of that man. Why? Who is he?”

Loki  shook his head. “I don't know him, I've never seen him before-”

“You were scared of him!”

Loki squeezed you hard, burying his face in your hair. Warm water lapped at your chin.

“I though he was Thanos.” He hissed into your ear. “They looked so similar.”

So it had been a nightmare to him as well. Perhaps worse for him, to see his killer again.

“Thanos is dead. Thor saw him die, didn't he?”

“Yes, and so did I. A woman named Nebula beheaded him. It was...fitting. But that man, that Mynos, looked so much like him. Those must have been Titans; that's what Thanos was. But they are all dead. The whole planet was laid waste by artificial disasters, rampant pollution and unchecked resource extraction. It's what initially caused him to go mad. All life on Titan was wiped out. Those people couldn't be there, they're supposed to be dead!”

“Was it the past? Could we have been looking at the past, before they all died?”

“I can't see how. I don't have that kind of magic, and you do not either. I don't know. I don't know what just happened.”

“Are you still scared?”

He hid his face further in your hair. “Yes.”

“Me too.”

The two of you sat together in the water until it began to go cold. When you started to shiver, Loki left to bring you a fresh towel and another of his long tunics to change into, then left the room to change into new clothes himself.

He sat you down in the library and sent the night guard out to get someone to change your bedding, which was still full of dust.

“I know you are probably wary of going back to sleep,” He said, as a few maids got everything in order. One of them had even brought you a mug of warm milk. “But there will still be work waiting in the morning, so I encourage you to try.”

“Maybe.” You mumbled.

“If you need, ah, assistance...” He began, but you cut him off with a shake of the head. He might still be feeling soft, but you weren't in that headspace anymore, and you did not feel right sleeping next to the prince right now.

“No, but thank you. I'll sleep.” You were already feeling embarrassed over the earlier moments of intimacy. It wasn't the touching that bothered you, not anymore. It was that you felt extremely odd about having someone so powerful-a prince, a god, an invader-hiding his face in your hair out of fear.

Like he wasn't a thousand year old ruler. Like he wasn't a veteran of hundreds of battles. As if he was just a man, no older or greater than you were. You felt as if no one was supposed to see him like that, least of all, you. Those were things that should be reserved for someone who was very special to him. Family. Lovers. You...You were an employee.

And that was fine. That was safe. There was a level of professional separation there, or there would be, if Loki didn't just love touching people.

You had finally noticed that it wasn't just you, it was practically everyone who got within arms reach. And most of them seemed used to it, which was a large part of the reason it didn't bother you much anymore. But you still didn't want him pushing any boundaries.

The new bedding smelled fresh and felt soft. You fell back asleep much more swiftly than you had expected.

                                                                             ******

Loki sat quietly on the black sheepskin rug, in front of the fire. The wood in the fireplace was made of iron; the fire itself was supplied by a strange gas that occurred naturally on Midgard. He could turn it on and off with a switch, like the tap in the bath. Fire that flowed like water: what odd things humans had come up with.

The innovative power systems of Iceland now powered Asgard as well, and so, this fire wasn't exactly necessary, but Loki found it comforting to gaze into the dancing flames and think.

He had an inkling of what might have happened just now, though he couldn't bring it up with anyone, not without proof. It could mean something very big, too big to openly discuss on mere suspicion.

Unfortunately, he could not even speak to you of it, though you had witnessed the Titans along with him. It was part of the things that he and the other galactic saviors had agreed not to share with those who weren't involved. You already knew much more than you should.

If the Titans were alive, what might that mean? They were supposed to be dead. That was a very important point that Thanos had made. The Lesson of The Titans, and the necessity of the trillions of deaths he proposed were a key component in Loki's 'reeducation' at his hands. Through the haze of burning and breaking came the psychological torment of relentlessly, endlessly being shown all the deaths that Thanos had ordered, that his cronies had executed, that his children had had a hand in. That Loki, himself had caused. Over and over, he had been forced to watch the destruction he had wrought on Jotunheim. The warriors, helpless to protect their people from the horrific power of the Bifrost. The women, trying to provide safe shelter for their families, the children, crouched fearfully in their hovels. Over and over, he had watched them burn, and been congratulated by his new subjugators.  He had done right in eradicating so many. Their planet was obviously suffering. He had done right to kill without care of social status, to make it fair. To just plow the Bifrost through the most populated point on the planet, and let cold fortune decide who lived and who died.

And over and over, he had been shown the decimation of Titan. The starting point for everything. The reason for it all. It couldn't be allowed to happen again.

If the Titans were alive, what could it mean?

Possibly no more than that Thanos had been a liar as well as a madman, and that was something everyone already knew. But Loki felt it was more than that. Stark had been there, on Titan. He had reported nothing about there being any people; just a wasteland of dust and ruins.

Loki found himself wishing he could huddle close to you again. You were safe. You were weak, like he was, deep down inside, when the memories bubbled up. But he feared that he had once again made you uncomfortable with his touch, and needed to back off once more.

Why had you been there? How had you gotten there? Both of you had thought it was a dream, but clearly there was something else to it. Loki was no stranger to the informative dreams of the Aesir, and if it had been nothing more than a dream, then he could understand you being there. But the dust had proven that it was more than that.

If they were alive...

Loki stretched out on the rug. His mind ached. His heart ached.

                                                                        *****

“Yeah, it's possible to teleport a whole person.” Brunnhilde said, keeping her eyes on the trainee Valkyries as they went through their drills. “Why? You wanting to give it a try?”

“Eventually.” You said. “But is it possible to teleport to, like, the moon? You know, just poof! And you're on a different planet?”

“I suppose so. You'd need a lot of power. And you'd also need to know if you could breathe there. I hear that's very important. Valda! Keep your guard up! Your opponents will be coming at you from above!”

“A lot of power, huh? Probably more than I've got. You think his Highness might be able to do it?”

“Loki? Possibly. He's always got a load of tricks up his sleeves. Down his pants too, probably. I wouldn't be surprised if he figured out how to do it. His Majesty told me how he found all the little naturally occurring portals on Asgard, and used them to sneak around the realms, so maybe that's why he never needed to teleport. I'll bet there are some here too. A planet this big has got to have plenty of secrets. Velda! What did I just tell your sister?”

You joined the trainees on the field, going over your knifework on one of the training dummies. Maybe it had been a dream after all. Loki had left you alone all morning, so maybe he had also come to the same conclusion: it had all been a weird dream, and you had both been so frightened that one or both of you had magically brought some of the dust out of the dream with you.

That was what passed as logic to you nowadays.

                                                                       *****

Sofie watched with rising annoyance as yet another offroad vehicle tore through the flowers. Where were all these people coming from all of a sudden? That was the fourth in as many hours.

A new camp was setting up, a few hundred yards from their small settlement, and so far, none of the people there had tried to make contact. She was beginning to wonder if she shouldn't go over there herself to see what was going on.

There were a lot of United States flags going up with the tents. The vehicles kept on going all day, back and forth, from the city to the camp, bringing in more and more people. At least they seemed to be prepared; Sofie had seen quite a lot of food and water in some of those cars, and the tents looked like the well insulated kind from where she was standing.

But Sofie couldn't help but wonder why they hadn't just joined their already established camp? If they were all American, perhaps they only spoke English, and thought that no one here did? Perhaps they all knew each other, and wanted to stay as a group. She would go and greet them once they had gotten more settled. Perhaps there would be something they might need.

“They don't look too friendly, do they?” Frodi said, fashioning a fish hook. He had exposed his arms again, his raven tattoos shining in the sun. He'd made a habit of doing so, ever since his discussion with Fritjof, when Savane had come to the camp. Those two had been spending a lot of time together since then. It turned out Savane really liked to debate.

“I'm sure there's a reason. Maybe they think they're not allowed over here. I'll go visit them in a little while.”

“Take someone with you.” Frodi suggested.

“Are you volunteering?” Sofie asked.

Frodi just smiled, and held up his little hook for examination.

                                                                           *****

“Something weird happened last night.” Saldis said. “The night girls were talking about it. The Prince and the Seidkona both needed their bedding changed in the middle of the night. It was all covered in orange dirt. Apparently they were both acting really distressed.”

“Maybe it was some kind of magic?” Andsvarr said. Saldis had brought him a delicious lunch, which he was relishing so much that he barely cared about palace gossip. “Those two manipulate powers far beyond my understanding.”

“Are you satisfied with not understanding?” Saldis asked a little tersely.

“Eh.” Andsvarr shrugged. “There are always going to be things in the universe that I don't understand. One person can't know everything after all. Right now, I'm trying to be a better Einherjar, and a better me. Maybe in time, I can learn to be a better scholar.”

“Well. I guess that's better than embracing ignorance.”

“I should hope so. How's your English reading and writing coming along?”

Saldis glared, but then sighed, defeated. “I'm working on it.”

“Well, you know, if you need any extra tutelage, I am always ready to volunteer.” Andsvarr offered, a little smugly. It wasn't often that he could get the better of Saldis, and he was always thrilled by the opportunity.

“Are you trying to show off?” she accused, and Andsvarr grinned wide.

“Little bit.” He admitted. “Is it working?”

Saldis giggled. “I'll meet you after my shift.”

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