#amiere

[kiraofthewind]

Artwork of the Pentagonal Dominion

For the next few months (if I keep at it), I will share a piece of artwork I have commissioned for my books and a quote or description by/about the character. Starting off with this lovely pic of Amiere and Su by Bear Pettigrew @crossroadart-seabear

Su: “How do you feel now?”

Amiere: “Like a teenager.”

Su: “Oh honey, don’t say that! I still feel thirty-eight, and I don’t want to make this weird.”

Amiere: “Sorry. My body feels thirty-six, but for a moment, I had the same sexually-charged thoughts as when I was younger.”

A shortened/dialogue-only snippet of a scene in MERCHANTS OF LIGHT AND BONE

[namranii]

Spider White x Reader

warnings: spoilers for season 2!! also fem reader, since this works the most. (im watching the ep while writing lmao)

plot: basically, when Mr Voss comes back he puts bullshit in the guys heads-and Spider is affected by it a lot, so and so are you.

spiders changed. he’s went from caring about you, and constantly checking on you to ignoring you.

“women made men soft”

“spider what the hell.”

the coach is favouriting spider, mostly to make him break up with you.

you’re avoiding him, and you’re scared. scared that he’s going to start doing bad things to you.

so you break it off with him, its hard but you had to.

what’s crazy is that he didn’t care.

“i knew it, you don’t support me being a cumlord.”

you tried to take that seriously-but it was too funny. anyway.

staring at him from afar after you broke up with him because you realize that you still love him, even after all the bullshit.

but you cant right now, since Mr Voss has basically convinced him that women are trash and men need to regain their power in the world.

timeskip a few months later, you’re sitting in your room and trying to sleep when who would’ve guessed..spider walks in.

“how’d you get in here?”

“your mum let me in.”

“damn it mum.”

he sits down and looks away, but you notice he’s a bit teary eyed.

well that’s new. he’s never cried during the entirety of your relationship. he’s always been the strong man.

“spencer what’s wrong?”

now he’s sobbing

he’s hugging you and he keeps apologizing, saying that he let all the bullshit get to his head and that he really loves you.

okay now you’re both crying.

for the rest of the night he tells you everything, from how he felt to how he’s really sorry.

he falls asleep beside you as he grips your arm in his sleep.

(HES SO POOKIE I NEED A SPIDER REDEMPTION ARC NOW FOR S2)

[soloavengers]

silly old school book inspired me to draw recently, this was the first idea i had (naturally the book had a lot of kids lmao. and the wolf was mostly traced from it.) i spent a good portion of my day drawing it and having fun? i don’t recognize myself but i whatever is that possessed me doesn’t leave so i can improve <3

it’s only a sketch and a case of ‘i need to let this out of my head asap’. i indulged myself so i’ll just go back to trying to do studies

so i give you the old winnie, & syl when he was syllier 🫶🏼

[x-xhiro]

After I'm done with Nicaise I have my next redraw victim

*It was funnier in my head

[l-sincline]

tee bee h i dont know how to feel about this one but anyways late night office selfie for these two

[amieamington]

sad amie

I really wish my drawing output was very consistent. I want to keep filling my page with art but I find it hard to be motivated to draw some days

[akiyamastar]

Hi guys. Just finished an exam

[modelsof-color]

Diana Li , Rebecca Xiu and Nikita Nightingale by Amier Milne for Vogue Thailand March 2024

[arisenreborn]

For the ask game! Pawn #2, arisen & pawn #7. World and story #3

Thank you Amier! :D

(Dragon’s Dogma 2 Ask Game)

Pawn #2 - Do they act any differently around other Arisen across the Rift?

Emrys is actually a bit more laid-back and genuine around other Arisen than he is Olivia - almost solely because Olivia exists as "his Arisen" that he is bound to, so she gets most of his 'ire'. But, by 'genuine' this sometimes means more of his "Straightforward" remarks come leaking out, but it's usually all in good fun. Amusingly between them, (on the surface at least), it looks like Emrys lets a thin wall down, and Rann puts a thin wall up. Rann is just a little more stiff and formal, but his overall demeanor doesn't really change a whole lot. He's keen on being helpful wheresoever he can, but would prefer to hang back a little and let others take the lead so he can support (which isn't entirely different except that Reverie sometimes prefers to follow his directions). It's kind of a bit of a load-off, not being the "main pawn" 😅 so he's happy to defer to the judgement of the Arisen's pawn. So while there's that slight sense of distance initially, with enough time spent it'd gradually relax as he finds his footing with each individual Arisen, so-to-speak.

Arisen & Pawn #7 - What are their least favorite enemies to fight?

A common enough answer, Reverie hates rattlers. Her preferred tactic if possible is picking them up and chucking them in the brine/lava/whatever. She also HATES ogres; early amnesia brainfog Reverie got some trauma from them that she does gradually overcome with the mentality of: I'mgoingtokillitI'mgoingtokillitI'mgoingtokill it before it can drool all over me. Rann similarly is not fond of ogres for pretty much the same reason of how badly Reverie responded to them. 😂But I do think it's funny that his inclination complains about griffins, so I like to think he's been a bit traumatized about them ever since that time Reverie got flown halfway across the map - ...and then when it happened again... and again........ Olivia hates choppers. They are so annoying and she always forgets to look for them and they always catch her off-guard. And she'd much rather admit to that than confess how piss-her-pants scared she is of literally everything undead. Ghosts, skeletons, zombies, you name it, she's trying not to cry or hide behind Em. Fortunately her "fight" instinct is significantly higher than "flight" but she kind of just starts blindly flailing around a bit..... Obviously Emrys's greatest enemy are crates. I mean drakes. Drakes. The potential for having his control taken away from him is uh, it's pretty uncomfortable.

World & Story #3 - Regardless of whether you adhere to the in-game counter or not, how long do you think their journey took? Did they book it with a sense of urgency, or did things get drawn out - and why?

Okay, short answers because one day I'm gonna probably do "full outlines" for each of their journeys. Reverie's probably takes about a year, maybe encroaching closer to two years. I like to think the sense of urgency can be drawn out, so I'm shoving in shopping episodes and more personalized quests for more NPCs, a million little delicate moments between her and Rann. (Also playing with the idea that ferrystones are more of a 'for the gamer' thing and even rarer and more difficult to obtain in the real canon, so travel time elongates and once you get to Battahl you don't just skip over to the other side of the map for lunch all the time.) I might get a clearer/more refined idea about their journey though when they get into NG+. Similarly, Olivia's journey tbh probably takes at least three years, but I haven't pinpointed the actual timeframe either. I just know everything gets drawn out. From her family being involved and helping find a way to cure her amnesia, to spending a few months in the Nameless Village training as a thief, to Vernworth getting wiped out by Em's Dragonsplague and them having to go on a quest to find the Eternal Wakestone, everything gets really stretched and tugged around. Three years might even be lowballing it a little, but she's not looking to challenge Savan's supposed record 😂

[maxiscoolongg]

"What! I cant do that!?"

💌; Chooch Bambalazi

Warnings: (Metion of; Drugs, Drinking, smoking,) yelling, y/n being trashmouthy

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"Really! Drugs, drinking, and smoking!?" My dad yelled "Oh don't act like your all goody to shoes!" I yelled back at him "Your going around sleeping in other women's beds! And I'm worse then you!? You dickwad" I yelled grabbing my bag and walking to my cab that was taking me to military school. I have no clue why I'm going to boys school, it's stupid it's idiotic. I don't wanna be surrounded by men who smells like ass while I sleep! As I got there I instantly got stares but then a old guy started talking and I zoned out on all of it because I didn't give a shit at this point.

We had to shoot guns which was pretty fun. I saw two guys flip over and I chuckled. Then when we got our haircuts I saw I guy with a blad spot and me and this guy made eye contact then I turned around "nice haircut man" I said laughing then me and the guy who made eye contact ran away once it was our turns "What's your name?" I asked once we stopped running "you can call me ike. My full name is something else" he said as I shook his hand "y/n at your service." I said sarcastically

"Good to know y/n"

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Then we got to our rooms. There was three boys infront of us following another guy who was leading us to our room "Where's the pool?" One asked "Yeah, smells like jock straps in here," the other said as I rolled my eye's placing my bag on a top bunk "What a dump" a guy with brown hair said "you mean there's no color TV?" One asked again "Can't believe I'm saying here for 7 months with you guys." I said rolling my eyes laying on the top bunk "Alright you barracks rats.. shape up and get your gear sorted, and he'll be in," the guy who leaded us said "May I asked who will be in mr" I asked confused "l-liceman" he said before walking away

"Whos liceman?" "Who cares" the brown haired guy said as I put my hand up "Me?" I asked as the guy scoffed "My names Oliver holt. I'm from Michigan" Olvier said as the brown haired boy said "That's not my fault" I chuckled then ike walked to Oliver "Eisenhower MacArthur" he said as I grinned "You were right that is a long name" I said in a mutter "Is that a history lesson or a name?" Oliver said shaking ikes hand and patting his shoulder, then ike walked over to a guy who talks fancy "Is your father in the army?" Mr.Fancy said "No he's a sadist, why do think he gave me this name? Just call me ike" Ike said to Mr.fancy "Hash" "No thanks maybe after dinner" ike said to him "No. My name is hash, it's easier to say then El Hashid Amier, Jr." Hash said as ike chuckled "its easy to smoke to" ike said jokingly as I chuckled

"Don't you think so?" Hash asked the browned haired guy who was sitting on the bottom bunk "I'm taking this top bunk. Anybody got objections?" The guy said as I made a confused face as he just ignored Hash "I didn't catch your name." "I didn't throw it" browned hair guy said. Hash chuckled sarcastically then dropping his smile "Hold on a second, don't you think since there's only three top bunks, why don't we draw straws, make it democratic" "Draw this" the brown haired guy said pointing the middle finger at Oliver. "Hey! Watch it no name" I said getting off my bunk and walking over to the brown haired guy staring up at him as we were inches apart hash put his arm inbeetwerm us "Hey, take it easy if we're going to be living together we got to try to get along" ike said

"Hey wait, let me tell you guys something we're not living together, see I'm by myself I don't wanna be here, I wanna do my work and get out." He said getting on the top bunk I rolled my eye's and went to my bunk and climbed on it as well "Here he comes!" The guy who leaded us to our room said as I sat up letting my feet dangling off the edge on the top bunk "Ten hut!" The guy who I assume lice man is said. They all got in a line expect for me liceman looked at me daggers "Get down from there girl." Liceman said as I rolled my eye's and got off standing beside Mr.no-name "Welcome gentleman and women, my name is Major Vaughn Liceman. And I'd like us to be friends. Weinberg can be very lonley place without friends, I know. I was 7 years old when i first came to the academy. I didn't have any friends, nobody liked me whose bunk is this?" Liceman said touching my bunk

"Mine" I said bitterly as he walked to me looking down at me "Don't you mean, 'Mine sir" I looked at him confused then looked at Mr.no-name and he shrugged as I rolled my eye's "Mine, sir?" I asked slightly confused "Say it again" "Mine sir." I said annoyed "Say it again!" "Mine sir!" I said even more annoyed he then started blabing about something that I don't care about, then he said something about not being friends which he walked out after talking about ripping hashs balls off. Ike walked to his bunk and I jumped on my top bunk, "He seemed nice right?" I said to them "Are you death or blind or just both" No name said to me "That guy did not want to be friends. "No shit." Me and Mr.no name said

[no6secretsanta]

Spring is Coming

From: @dragons-of-ara

To: @pigeonsimba https://www.tumblr.com/pigeonsimba

Author’s note: Happy holidays! I wanted to fulfill your request of having a Fantasy AU and cuddling. I tried to put in some miscommunication but I’m not sure how well I did. It’s not my strongest point when it comes to writing. This is loosely based on the book Sofi and The Bone Song. I mostly stuck to No.6 things so you wouldn’t need to read the book to understand this AU. Mostly the world idea and the ending were inspired by the book. Also the song at the end is the English lyrics to the Amier song ‘Haru wa Yuku.’ That’s also where this fic got it’s title. Hope you like it! 

For as long as Shion could remember the city of Kronos had been trapped in a cycle of never-ending winter. The trees leaves had always remained bare and thick blankets of snow covered the ground rather than greenery. His mother had spoken about those times before. Her words painted beautiful images of a rainbow of flowers, the blue skies, the way the tree’s leaves would become red, orange and yellow in the fall. Shion had seen paintings of the other seasons but none of them seemed to compare to the images in his mind. As he worked in the back Shion couldn’t help but think of those beautiful images of spring, long for a time he couldn’t remember.Shion was grateful when his mother came to the back to take over the baking, pulling him from such thoughts. “Safu’s here,” Karan told Shion as he passed by to make his way to the front.Shion let out a sigh of relief at that. The bakery could always use an extra set of hands, one of the reasons Shion had never gone for higher education. The debt left behind by his father still weighed too heavily for his mother to be able to hire an extra set of hands around the bakery. And Shion had no idea what he would even do in the future, at least helping with the bakery was a short term goal. It wasn’t unusual for the bakery to be crowded. It was a place of warmth that offered food, both of which were harder to come across in Lost Town. Food distributions had less rations in them than the day before or so it seemed. “That was the last of the cherry cake,” Safu was calling at the line when Shion arrived up front. “If that’s the only thing you were here for then you can go now.”There were several grumbles and a few people choosing to yell swear words on their way out. However, Safu’s tone made it clear she was having no arguments, and that if anyone wanted to say something to her face she’d show them where the door was. “They’re gone already?” Shion repeated. “But mom made as many as she could and set a limit to one slice per customer.” “Don’t sound so surprised. It’s not like fruit is easy to get these days. When’s the last time you remember fresh fruit being distributed?” Safu responded. Shion couldn’t really argue with that. “If only spring would return then we wouldn’t have to worry about things like that.” An elderly man stood in front of Shion now. He spoke in a hushed voice so Shion could barely hear him. “You know my grandfather told me a story about a time when the world was covered in snow like this. He said that the saints carried spring in their voices. With a song they could make flowers bloom from the snow.” “Oh that sounds…” 

Shion was thankfully spared from having to think of a response as the man ordered in a normal tone. As if he hadn’t just said something completely strange. The rest of the day seemed to pass in a daze. Shion tried to keep himself in the present but his mind kept wandering to what the old man had said. He swore he could almost picture the song being sung. Soft and warm like a lullaby“Hey space case! Don’t make me and Karan clean up by ourselves,” Safu was waving a hand in front of Shion’s face. “S-sorry,” Shion stammered out as he grabbed the can of trash and went out the backdoor with it, to drop it off in the alley. The cold winter air stung at Shion’s face. It was almost as if the world itself was mocking him for the daydreams of spring finally returning. That cruel whisper that said that something as simple as a song couldn’t save the world. He was pulled out of his thoughts again, this time by a hand that clasped itself around his mouth. “Don’t make a sound. Do what I say,” a voice purred in his ear. Shion nodded to the best of his ability. He couldn’t turn to see his attacker but the voice told him it was definitely a man. Shion’s gaze flickered to the door of the bakery, praying that Safu and Karan wouldn’t come out. “Good boy. I need bandages. And if you even think of alerting the authorities you’ll pay.” The hand was removed but the man’s presence was hovering close behind Shion, threatening him to do as he was told. “You’re injured?” Shion asked, whirling around to look at how bad the injury was. His eyes met the man’s and Shion couldn’t pull his gaze away. Gray eyes. They were not the same as the gray clouds that lingered in the sky during the day. Those clouds were cold and dull whereas these eyes were warm and full of life, full of fire. After a few seconds (though it felt like hours) Shion was able to look away from those captivating eyes to look at the injury. A nasty deep gnash on the man’s shoulder. Without proper treatment it would end up infected. “Do you know how to treat that?” Shion asked.”If not I can help take care of it but…” He couldn’t exactly bring him in through the door. “If I open that window would you be able to climb up?” Shion pointed at his bedroom window. It was a long shot but he couldn’t think of a better option. “Let me get this straight. I threaten you and your instinct is to invite me into your home,” the man said slowly. His face remained carefully blank, betraying none of what he was feeling. “You’re hurt,” Shion replied. “If you can’t climb it I can try coming back out. But it’s going to be harder for me to come out.” “And you can’t climb down the wall because…?” “I’ve never tried before. I’d probably end up breaking my neck if I did. Besides I’ll need to gather supplies, you can use that time to climb it.” “Unbelievable.” The man shook his head.“I’ll meet you up there.” Shion made his way back to the bakery where his mother and Safu were wrapping up the last bit of cleaning, wiping down the counters. Shoin felt a little twist in his stomach at making them do it all and promised himself he’d make it up to them later.“We were beginning to think that you weren’t coming back,” Safu said teasingly. Her expression changed to a more serious one at the look on Shion’s face. “Are you alright?” “Yeah I just ended up spacing out while I was watching the snow. It’s been a long day, I think I just need to head to bed. Safu will you be okay walking home alone?” Shion felt worse at the lie and the fact he was asking Safu to walk alone. “Well yes but-” Impatience and worry tugged Shion to the stairs. “I’ll see you later, have a good night!” He called to Safu.He was going to owe her big after this. He was quick to make it to his room and open the window wide open, shivering as a gust of cold wind invaded. He had to work quickly to gather everything before his mother decided to come upstairs. Thankfully the first aid kit in the bathroom was right across from Shion’s room. Returning with the kit and a towel Shion was shocked to see the man was already in the room. He was leaning against the bed, his cloak discarded on the floor. “I’m going to need to cut the sleeve to get to the wound.”The man shrugged. “Do whatever you need to do.”

As Shion applied disinfectant to the wound he was aware of the man watching him like a hawk. It took everything for Shion not to look up and get lost in those beautiful strange eyes. His brow furrowed as he forced himself to focus on the task on hand.“You’re weird just so you know.” “What makes you say that?” “I missed where it was ever considered normal to be kind to someone who threatened your life, especially when you don’t even know their name.”“It’s not like you know my name either,” Shion replied. The two sat in silence as Shion finished applying the disinfectant. “I’m Shion by the way.” “Nezumi.”“Nezumi?” That couldn’t be right. Nothing about him seemed very rodent-like. If anything he brought images of the sunrise after a storm. Shion pulled out a syringe next, flicking at it to make sure to pop any air bubbles. He could feel Nezumi leaning away from him. Glancing up he could see that Nezumi was staring at the syringe apprehensively. “What are you planning with that?” “It’s anesthetic, I’ll need to numb your arm before I stitch it.” Nezum scowled as he held his arm out. “At least you can pretend you don’t like this. I don’t know if I should trust you when you’re grinning at me like a Cheshire cat.”“Am I?” Shion realized now there was indeed a huge grin on his face. “Well it’s not everyday that I get to do something like this.” “How exciting for you,” Nezumi responded dryly. Shion ignored that and focused on giving several injections into Nezumi’s arm. Once he was done he leaned on the bed next to where Nezumi was already doing so.

“What happened to your arm? It looks like a gun wound but that’s impossible. The guards would never allow such a crime.” “Really? Because last time I checked I’m very much here. And sadly this is real too.” Nezumi gestured at his wound as he spoke. Shion bit his lip. “Ask it.”“Who shot you?”Nezumi gave a laugh with no warmth behind it. “Your precious little guard who’s supposed to stop this from happening.”“Your arm should be numb enough.” Shion announced as he pulled out the supplies to sew the wound. Thankfully this gave him something to focus on rather than Nezumi words. It meant Shion could ignore the way this information left his head reeling.“There we go,” he said once he was done. He leaned back to examine his work. Nezumi lifted his arm and turned it to get a better look at Shion’s handiwork. “Not bad. Seems like you actually do know a thing or two.” Shion started to say something but the words were lost when there was a knock on Shions’s door. Beside him Nezumi tensed and his eyes flickered to the door. Shion gave him a soft, reassuring smile before calling, “Yeah mom?” “Hi honey I know you said you’re tired but I wanted to let you know I made some soup for dinner. And there’s still half of a cherry cake left,” Karan called through the door.Beside him Nezumi’s stomach let out a loud gurgle.“Thanks mom.” It was taking Shion everything to fight back laughter at Nezumi scowling at his stomach. Apparently Shion wasn’t doing a good job because Nezumi’s glare turned to him. “If you want I can bring you some,” Shion offered as a peace offering.“Are you sure?” Shion nodded before making his way down the stairs. He got as much as he possibly could while still leaving enough for his mother. He could just give Nezumi his portion for tonight and tomorrow, it would be okay. Shion would be able to sneak a couple pieces of bread. Once he made his way back up Shion set the tray in front of Nezumi. “Sorry it’s not a lot but I hope you still like-”“It’s fine,” Nezumi murmured. “Thank you.” Shion watched as Nezumi devoured the food. Shion’s eyes kept falling to Nezumi’s shoulder. With nothing to keep his mind occupied the questions were finally becoming thoughts. “Why would the guard shoot you?” He asked once Nezumi finished his dinner.Nezumi set the tray aside and stared up at Shion so intensely that Shion had to look away. “Do you understand what you’re asking? This little city isn’t as perfect as you’d like to think it is,” Nezumi said. “There are things that you’re better off knowing. For your sake and for the sake of everyone around you.” Nezumi jerked his head in the direction of the door. “I see….” Shion didn’t, he felt more questions at Nezumi’s statement. “Don’t ask anything else. I’m going to sleep now, if you want to sleep in the bed tonight get in here now. I’m not going to deal with you waking me up in an hour or two when you get tired.”“You want to sleep in the same bed?” Shion couldn’t help how loud he asked that. “There’s still an eternal winter out there. It’ll be better to share body heat and stay warm while we have a chance to do so.” Shion wasn’t going to argue against that logic. Once they were both on the bed Nezumi put his arm over Shion and buried his face into the nook of Shion’s neck. “I forgot that living people are warm,” Nezumi muttered into Shion’s skin.                                                                       *****“On my own, I wasn’t еven able

To make mysеlf vanish

How cowardly and selfish I am

Darkened by the shadow I can never redeem myself from

Is the place where we made our promise

The peak of the flowers’ blooming season.”The soft melody was being sung far away enough that Shion could only barely make it out. He didn’t leave his bed, or even open his eyes, out of fear that the song would stop. That this was actually some pleasant dream.“Unfeeling of both sin and love, spring goes on

The only sparkling lights here are the glimmers in the sky

Please, never grant me any undeserved forgiveness

I want to be destroyed, and I want to be remade

By your side"Shion laid still, hoping to hear more of the angelic voice. After what felt like hours the cold chill in his room was finally beginning to get to him so Shion reluctantly sat up. His hand brushed against the empty spot on the bed next to him.‘Nezumi, were you a part of that strange dream?’Shion scanned the room. There was still a tray with the dirty dishes on it. But the jacket that had been on the floor was now gone. The first aid kit was nowhere to be found either, even in the bathroom where it was usually kept. Shion slipped into the back alley where they had met. The snow no longer had any spots of red on it and Shoin couldn’t find footprints anywhere. Not even leading away from his bedroom window. But there was a small object in the snow right where those footprints should have been. Kneeling down Shion could see it was a small flower. An aster tataricus, Shion recognized it from a picture he had seen in a textbook.Plucking it Shion held it close to this chest. The words of the old man echoed through Shion’s mind. He didn’t know if Nezumi was one of the saints that the old man had spoken of or not. It hardly mattered at this point. Shion knew that one day he would see the ending of winter and one day he would meet with Nezumi again. ‘Thank you for this gift Nezumi. I’ll cherish this feeling forever.’

[kiraofthewind]

PD Art - Amiere and Tawny

"I held Tawny’s statue out to her. My little girl’s smiling face looked upon this giant woman with the eternal innocence I had carved there."

Quote from MERCHANTS OF LIGHT AND BONE

Art of Amiere and Tawny by Akanetto

[roleplayhonestybox]

Okay I haven't taken French in uh, almost a decade. But please, if your character is multi-lingual do not throw random words into Google translate and use that without checking.

"Like, omg, work was sooo boring" should have comme as like. Genre maybe. Not amier! Amier is the word used in je t'aime, it does not mean the like you want.

Glance at the definitions of the words plz.

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[soloavengers]

researching how water should be running through bakbattahl has me feeling like i’m back in school but my islamic textbook is in english

[bookishly-andy]

First, I want to point out that this book is intended for an adult audience, and I would recommend checking the TWs before continuing, as it is a story that handles a wide range of difficult topics.

With that out of the way… OH MY GOD. This book had me in a chokehold! I’m not exactly a fast reader, and it is quite a big boy, but I just couldn’t put this book down until I was done. I devoured every single chapter. The setting! The characters! The drama!

I would say that the first half of the book is mostly character driven; we get to meet the polyamorous thruple family consisting in Amiere (a sapient lion-hybrid), Liesle (a sapient winged-lion hybrid), and Su (a 4 arm Godblood). I call them hybrids for the purpose of the review, but there’s much more to each character than the animal they resemble. The thruple has six kids, with one more on the way. Sadly, in the opening we meet the family right when they lost one of their children.

The first part is like a telenovela, were we see our main characters (through the eyes of Amiere), trying to cope with the loss of their daughter, Tawny, mixed in with the bitter return of unwanted old friends, and the pressure Amiere feels to not disappoint his boss.

But the second part of the book, everything explodes. I don’t want to share anything for the sake of spoilers, but the pages just went flying by as I reached the end. Something the author does right, is that they don’t force the ending, and we don’t get the ending that some readers may want, but the one the story deserves, and it was simply amazing. Even after a whole day from finishing, I still find it hard to put my excitement into words, it was just that good.

[444names]

Names generated from the full list of Moon selenographical features + German and French names, excluding the letter "H"

Adeau Adeste Adorbeard Agatz Alfrac Allinter Amers Amiegle Amier Ammer Ampedese Amric Aneler Arboisalt Ardemle Arker Armanfrem Armeff Arparock Assions Atamm...

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