8 Works in The Lines (Pathologic)
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“But what if I change into something worse?” Daniil bowed his head, gaze dropping to the Crowstone’s back. “What if I become something unrecognizable? I already feel it sometimes. Like the real Bachelor Dankovsky died a long time ago, and I’m just the thing that stepped out of his grave and kept walking.”
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There are consequences to meddling with time. Bachelor Daniil Dankovsky finds himself trapped in a special kind of hell, searching endlessly for the solution to an impossible task while memories of his past slowly slip away. A single frail human cannot be expected to overcome such a terrible foe, regardless of what special power he may have stumbled into by "happenstance". He will have to unite with others if any piece of himself is to survive past the twelfth day.
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[Craft] Степь зовёт тебя by fandom Mor Pathologic 2025 (Ice_Pick_Lodge), Meaansel
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
15 Aug 2025
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Это магниты на холодильник, которыми можно играть в пятнашки. Теперь степь смотрит тысячей глаз, как ты крадёшься, чтобы отрезать копчёного мяса в три часа ночи.
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- Part 5 of fandom Mor Pathologic 2025: Пятнашки!
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The Ground is Cold When You're In It. But Only For a Minute. by ojgh
Fandoms: Мор. Утопия | Pathologic
16 Apr 2025
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Artemy Burakh has won. The sand pest was cured at the cost of his Kin. A twenty six year old army surgeon thrust into the role of leader, healer, father and saviour. Previously only having played the roles of butcher, ripper and killer.
How can one actor learn his new lines so quickly?
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"Well then," Daniil cleared his throat and opened a new page in his journal, "after considering our situation, I decided you could try to prove your Kin knowledge to be useful."
"Very generous of you."
A shared evening in Artemy's workshop is a perfect occasion for a discussion about Kin practices, testing each other's patience and a bit of fortune telling. -
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“Don’t you want to go home, Vorakh?”
Artemy gave a pensive little sigh, though not an entirely dissatisfied one. “I think I already am, forever.”
Daniil froze with his cigarette halfway to his lips, frowning.
“Do you want to know what it is?” he asked Artemy. “It’s that I hate that word. I’ve poured a countless amount of energy into it these past several years — all the ones I can recall, really. Now I don’t want anyone to handle that word but me.”
“So handle it.”
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If Daniil had known he was marrying Artemy when he saved him from the plague, he might have thought twice about everything.
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Won’t somebody help me chase the shadows away…
As much as Artemy wants to spend the night with his colleague, after the man makes an offer that they might take pleasure from each other if they're so inclined, when a butcher lays at last with his lover what will he see? A body to be caressed, or harvested? Haunted by visions of his place being to cut along the Lines, haunted by guilt over past choices, the Haruspex fears he won't be much of a close, intimate friend to Daniil Dankovsky after all...
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Daniil's body overflows with the echo of blood, the tang of bile, the creaking of bone. He's a fragile man, in poor health, pushing an overworked body further on energy it does not have.
Artemy settles the brush against his heart, a properly moving thing. Slowly traces the line that encircles it.
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Daniil requests to see the Lines. Artemy demonstrates on Daniil's skin. -
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The Kin have a complex relationship with violence and a pale version of that complexity has spread even to the townsfolk. For Andrey, digging into Steppe lore is about more than just the profit he can make off twyrine.
Artemy comes to terms with the way an outsider reflects back the worst aspects of his own half-remembered culture. They have more in common than sits well with him.