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[bastardtrait]

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"...my brother, who was nineteen." brother. sleep. heart. burst.

"he has been nineteen for years while i became forty seven." why why why why

"he went for his long untroubled sleep in the summer. it was winter. it was still winter." dirt. flowers. river. sun. moo.\n.

"i was a son and a brother and a father and a husband and then nothing at all." son brother. husband father. "i hope he still remembered me." he was nineteen i was bones

"i hope somebody did." anybody. "creator, i hoped more than anything." anything.

End.

so ends the ACTUAL last entry in the Lucky Legacy. sorry Ezzy to have made you the protagonist in a piss-poor Poe knockoff of a simblr gothic story. twas a rough send off for him. anyway, for the last time, it is signing off and wishing simblr farewell. for now.

anywooty. i think i will now take my annual december break to catch up on people's stuff. the bastard trait content farm will see you all in the new year baby.

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[bastardtrait]

3.

"...my son my son my son. my Noah. I have never known a love like this before. in this, the autumn of my life, I never thought that I'd feel so fulfilled again; I was so convinced that the end of my miserable, sorry work was going to be my magnum opus, my crowning jewel."

"I was wrong, Noah. it's you."

"may nothing take you from me too soon. I want to be a father for as long as I live. a husband. a brother. a son." "stay with me. dad still has work to do."

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129.

"...maybe i was in the other room, at work. maybe i was in the bed, asleep. maybe because it was so fucking cold i was lying face down in the cold sandy dirt around the house."

"all of these questions for a different man."

"a different Ezra."

"my head was much too noisy by far."

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"…the day my brother went for that long, untroubled sleep was in the middle of summer. he was nineteen." "the sun was high but the river cooled us down. I'd made plans to take him to the city for his first legal drink at a proper bar. not the shithole in town that didn't card you. he was nineteen. he was so excited, maybe too much so. "maybe that's what made his heart burst unexpectedly."

"dad always said heart defects ran in the Whiteduck family. I don't know how true that was; maybe he was coping. it didn't matter to me. I could to fix things; I knew people who knew how. otherwise it would've made moving out to the middle of nowhere a colossal waste of my time." "dad already thought so, both of them did. but I didn't. 'Ezra,' they said; 'you need to let it go.' what they didn't say was: 'he's dead and the dead don't come back'. but Shaw wasn't dead." "he was sleeping. and I could wake him, and I could put his heart back together."

[bastardtrait]

The Lucky Legacy presents...

Ezra Ever After

Ezra Lucky will never admit that when his younger brother died, he lost his mind. He veered hard left into a decision that drove a wedge between himself and his loved ones, and he didn't realise he was spiralling until he was completely alone. Alone with a ghost and a solution that had to work.

A little story following the Reaper's Rewards event of Autumn 2024. Nothing was storyboarded or anything, just following the goals of the event and a little bit of posing and me trying to wring a story out of it. It'll be presented diary style from Ezzy's POV, real stream of consciousness type stuff. that being said...yeah let's get into it.

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9.

"...it was winter again. the flowers face the moon as they do the sun. the earth was frozen, harsh and rocky, and unwilling to yield. even a mild winter was unforgiving out here." "Shaw must have been cold."

"the river that flowed around Indian country still gave fish, though a little unwillingly. that was a new thing for me. maybe I was just bad at it. maybe I couldn't be everything everywhere all the time. the thought was disheartening."

12.

"...I love Bridget." "of course I do."

"I hope I showed it enough. I think I did. I hope I said it enough. I think I did. I think I did."

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X.

"...all of my efforts finally came to a head when i could prove to the society that i had everything i needed. the flowers that faced the moon the same as they did the sun. the fish that the river gave unwillingly. the ability to cook that i honed over many gruelling years pulling the skills out of the slop of noise in my brain."

"at long last."

"ambrosia." "the food of the gods. horrible name, reminded me of nana's disgusting fruit salad from when i was a kid from when we were kids. but it promised many things like my brother."

"my brother who was now bones in the cold damp earth that soaked in the spring and froze in the winter. i was going to put his heart back together. he was coming home."

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65.

"the day Bridget left it was the dead of winter ahead of a season we didn't celebrate because it was too hard too cold too horrible here and there wasn't any joy. we hadn't even been looking forward to it."

"she took Noah she went to Angela and she left." "she left she left she left." "'I can't do what you want me to do anymore, Ezra,' she said. i don'tknow - maybe i asked too much? i couldn't remember!"

"maybe i didn't tell her i loved her enough after all. maybe i gave her too much space. maybe her love ran out - mine didn't. i didn'tknow. but there was no amount of arguing that could stop her from leaving me in Akwesasne alone." "in the dead of winter. when the soil was frozen and my brother was already bones and the noise in my head became LOUDER LOUDER LOUDER."

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120.

"...still, the months went on. for the longest time, i almost forgot about work. about the growing about flowers about facing the sun and facing the moon and the loose, loamy dirt. it was fall again, terribly long after we had first come here." "had it been a month or many? had it been a year yet? had it been more? i had genuinely no idea." "it didn't matter, i thought. i could forget it all. i could be here with Bridget, with our baby--a son, by the way. time was of the essence but it was also warped and rolled into itself like a messed-up blanket."

129.

"...another bad dream i think. it was cold, too cold by far." "like before i couldn't remember this one either."

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4.

"...mekhi visited." "he heard of what had happened. though we haven't found the time to meet in endless endless years he made the time to come to Indian country."

"the noise quieted for the first time in what felt like years. I didn't deserve him." "he said 'ezzy why'd you move all the way out here?' i said 'for work'. that's all. didn't say what kind. didn't tell him about my brother in the frozen winter ground and how i knew he was down there, i knew, asking me why why why why. i knew i sounded crazy. didn't buy my bullshit story but he didn't press it."

"'bridget is in shambles' he said. i know. 'are you going to share custody of your boy?' told him we were working on it. 'i'm sorry' he said. 'it's never easy'." "he's right. never is."

"but i liked that for a couple of hours, it was."

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"...i dreamt of a surreal place, my recollection of it hazy but clear enough to figure out. a world sundered apart, clinging onto itself somehow, locked in a permanent void. it was an impossible place. i withered before it, like it was more than a dream. like i truly walked on its misshapen stone paths."

"i knew i had come here for something. to get...something. but when i tried to talk to these people here, my words were misshapen too. thick and sludgy and long and rainy and hazy. they were sleeping too, i knew. they weren't gone."

"but i'm not sure if they knew that either. it was impossible to talk to them in their sleeping way, their not-yet-gone but not-quite-here way. Shaw was easy. but he was my brother, not a spectral mouth out the many that yammered forever, impossible to know. i left the dream feeling more confused than before."

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"...I cooked a lot nowadays. I never used to at home. Bridget would ask where it came from but she never liked the answer I gave her. 'from the society,' I said, and she would always press her lips into a tight, hard line like she regretted asking." "but as long as she was eating, she was happy. she sometimes wanted weird, really specific things. I wasn't so stupid that I didn't know what that meant."

"if I was really being honest, a lot of the cooking knowledge came from a book I ordered from the society. if I sat back and really thought about it, it was concerning just how much money I'd poured into the solution over a year." "and I didn't even know if it was a solution. a small part of me thought it was just a pipe dream. a small part. so I just didn't think about it." "instead I thought of Shaw. damp, and becoming bone, and asking me, why why why why."

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7.

"...Bridget didn't care for the change of scenery. she never wanted to leave Copperdale. but the fact of the matter was that there were no openings at the hospital in town. there was something, though, out in Akwesasne, where dad was born. Indian country. it wasn't ideal for either of us. she grit her teeth. came with me."

19.

"I knew of a group, a 'society' they called themselves, that reached out to people who recently lost someone. Shaw...was just a few months ago. in the summer. now it was fall. I could do this. if I worked quickly enough, I could stave off the effects o--" "time was of the essence here."

"they had some...interesting directions. buy these flowers. plant them. grow them beautiful and strong. when they bloom, bring them inside so that they faced the moon as they did the sun. sounded insane if I was being honest with you, and it was setting off alarms in my head that I was buying in to their solution." "if I had to give in to insanity though... well, I already knew what to do."

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12, 1121. 12.

"...i am becoming old." "time the disease that took my parents. not the same one that took my brother. that was different and anyway. time took my parents to a different place, one i didn'tknow. maybe cold. maybe nothing at all."

"here is cold. winter feels permanent in Akwesasne. inside the house despite the fire it's so hard to warm." "could last foreverevereverever."

"every night i worry. when will my work be done?" "i don'tknow. i don'tknow."