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Closure by AndromedaVonQuaia12
Fandoms: Legends of Avantris (Web Series), Edge of Midnight - Fandom, Legends of Avantris: Edge of Midnight, The Crooked Moon, Legends of Avantris: The Crooked Moon
28 Sep 2025
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Marius Renathyr, after being defeated as Father Renathyr, finds himself wandering Druskenvald as a Wayward Haint for a short amount of time. His feet carry him to the closure he needs to pass on, and give him the chance to apologize to the one person he's always wished to.
Crooked Moon spoilers! Takes place in the post-game campaign, after the defeat of the entity in Moonsong Lake. Spoilers are vague but still there.
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04 Oct 2025
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How does Gideon not hate him?
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25 Jul 2025
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It Doesn’t Matter Though, Does It? by scrawdydragon
Fandoms: Legends of Avantris (Web Series)
10 Jul 2025
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Frost was already stressed out, given that their time to fulfill the King of Heart’s plan was stretching tauntingly short. But as new— and even old— emotions begin to flutter around in his chest after catching Gricko and Torbek in a moment of vulnerability, he begins to reach a breaking point.
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- Part 1 of Grimmorbek Fun Times
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11 Jul 2025
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‘They said later that all the sorry souls of the Mississippi had waited their turn long enough. Oh, it was a cruise steeped in death from the start— all endings are deaths, if you think about it. These are haunted waters, always have been, and she was a ghost if ever I saw one. You heard of the old black train? Let me tell you, the Greeks, you know, they had it right. Before there were trains, there were boats. Ain’t nothin' older than a boat. That tour—the very last… we didn’t know it then, but, hell, they did. The dead always do, in the end.’ — Witness statement.
September, 1921: the SEVENTH DAY departs St. Louis for New Orleans. It goes not silently or darkly: they say its passengers dance all night and day, dragging the river out slow enough to turn minutes to hours, days to weeks, nights to days and back again. They say it’s ten times the size of a Mardi Gras float and twice as grand, patronised by the richest Baron in the south. Its shadow is vast and broad—the vision of an ending.
But it is a beautiful vision, while it lasts.
Besides—is it not said that all endings are also beginnings, in their way?
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05 May 2025
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