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    A big, broad-shouldered man came through the door, the look of a long-haul trucker hanging around him like a ratty coat. He was wearing old oil-stained jeans and a frayed flannel shirt thrown over a white t-shirt, his scuffed boots peeling up at the toes with age.

    He had the air of a man who’d reached the end of his rope. He had a battered wide-brimmed hat pulled low to cover his long, frazzled hair, half of which was scraped back into a loose tail. He had dark hair and dark skin and dark eyes that were framed by the deep-set bruises Arthur only ever saw on long-haulers and cattlemen, the marks of too many nights at the wheel or in the saddle, the normal rhythms of life stretched out and pulling at the seams. 

    The feller was handsome. Arthur noticed that as an afterthought, his breath catching in his chest. Under the bruises and the loose strands of hair, the feller was handsome. His eyes were bright and keen. 

    “Uh,” said Arthur, caught flat-footed by the unanticipated surge of attraction tightening his belly.  “Hi.” 

    The feller looked Arthur dead in the eye. “I need all of the caramel sauce that you have,” he said. 

    (or, a coffee shop au. yeah. i know.)

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    05 Feb 2026

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    There are many things, it seems, that Arthur never told him. About his hopes. His fears. About how heavily the weight of the gang crushed down on his shoulders. About the bright moments he found out there in the wilds, helping and befriending random strangers just because he could. The strange phenomena he saw and dutifully noted in his journal, then never spoke of again. There is so much, John realises, that he never knew about his brother, because he never asked.

    But really, out of all the mysteries in Arthur’s life, this one seems like a pretty big deal to not goddamn mention.

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    24 Jan 2026

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    There was a rumor that Dutch van der Linde sold his soul at a crossroad in exchange for the shapechanging beasts that followed at his beck and call. Frankly, Arthur didn’t buy it. He followed Dutch and Hosea because they fed him. Some deal with a devil had nothing to do with it.

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    11 Jan 2026

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    This place is not a place of honour... No highly esteemed deed is commemorated here... Nothing valued is here.

    Olruggio enters the Forest of Thristas. Disoriented, frozen and determined to find a group of pointed cap witches who had not returned from an expedition. But ends up being found by something else. Something vague, cold and a little pissed off.

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    26 Dec 2025

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    The whistle screeched into the night,
    Its steam a whispering veil.
    And sparks lit up the tracks so bright,
    Along the humming rails.

    Now pistol crack and rifle din,
    Send off their steel cry.
    And fleeing hoofbeats all join in,
    The Outlaw Lullaby.

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    10 Sep 2025