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“Is that what you want from me?” Will asked softly, taking one step into the patch of light. “A god?”
“You’ve already assumed that title in my mind.”
Will gazed at him for a moment, unblinking. “You know what sort of god I’d be,” he finally murmured, both a warning and an invitation, issued with the acerbic curl of his lips. It made Hannibal’s heart quicken.
“I know what sort of God you are,” Hannibal echoed, desire clutching him. “Merciless, imperious, jealous… demanding. Nothing less than the god of the medieval Christians. He drove thousands of men and women into monasteries under oaths of poverty and celibacy, a sacrifice freely given under the all-consuming power of their devotion.”
[In the wake of their rebirth from the sea, Hannibal surrenders himself into Will's hands, but even the faith of God's most devoted servants is tried and tested.]
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28 Jun 2026
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The pale peach slip of an attempted delivery by the post office glares at Will.
Will glares back, drawn to it - like a little caution sign, if he is to call it something. It’s not likely that the post office would be the first to inform him of a body’s discovery, but the thought does cross his mind as he opens the door to an empty hall, stairs up to the house and down to the basement equally empty. He crinkles the slip between his jacket and prescriptions.
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Will doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do with thirty oranges from Clermont, Florida.
An epilogue for "each according to its kind".
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- Part 3 of i come from mockingbird states
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27 Jun 2026
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Accents, vegetable shopping, disobedient dogs (not Winston), and nightmares.
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- Part 12 of Ladders
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25 Jun 2026
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Hannibal puts his mark on Will again.
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- Part 9 of Ladders
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25 Jun 2026
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“There are only two truths around here. Any man can be king for a night,” the younger man says with a wry grin and long drawl, sliding cards from the card shoe into tidy rows in front of himself and Hannibal. “But by the morning, the house always wins.”
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An investigation into the deaths of casino hostesses in Las Vegas is made more interesting by a strange card dealer with an uncanny skill at reading guests at his table. Hannibal investigates the depth of his skill, and the card player surprises him with how truly acute it is.
Story by chaparral-crown. Artwork by wwwww.
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