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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Tortall - Tamora Pierce, PIERCE Tamora - Works Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Wilina of Queenscove, Glaisdan of Haryse, Roxanne of Haryse, Sadhbh ha Minch, Tómnat ha Minch, Emry of Haryse, Minchis (multitudinous) Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Missing Scene, Family, fluff and perhaps a soupçon of angst, (very gentle angst), political marriages and the Tortallan high nobility: a brief discursus Series: Part 5 of rampant Summary:

It’s not quite yet winter, but the river Olorun is already running high and fast. From where she stands on the deck of the boat from Port Caynn, Wilina of Haryse has an excellent viewpoint of the river’s pace, mood, and amplitude, all presently conspiring to keep the boat from pulling into its berth. From this angle, she can also see where detritus from upstream—branches, snarled bits of waterweed, and decaying fish, judging by the smell—has accumulated around the pilings under the docks, thrown out of the main flow of the river by the ferocious current. As omens go, they’re not the worst—not by a long-shot. But it’s not precisely encouraging.

  Wilina, back from Carthak, heads to Corus. (another rampant interlude)

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We're back! This last hiatus has admittedly been even longer than the last. Who knew that writing a chapter tinged with existential dread would be so hard to write when grappling with, well, loads of existential dread? Don't worry, the next chapter will come a lot quicker and will involve things blowing up, so it'll be nice and cathartic.

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TILLER.

Even though you’re all alone All alone when I am gone I just wanna keep you warm I’m coming back, I’m coming back) (How I wanna touch) Look at her (I’m so far away, I’m so, all I wanna) (How I wanna touch) Look at lil mama, man Look at her (I’m so far away, I’m so, all I wanna) That ain’t my That ain’t my, that ain’t my girl, that’s my nigga Catch me out on Ocean Drive wit’ her Aye, catch me in the whip ridin’ wit’ her Hey, sippin’ somethin’, bumpin’ BIG “Hypnotize” wit’ her Pray you get that job in Tampa That’s only 4 hours away Take a car, take a plane Baby, whichever is faster Uh, whichever one isn’t a hassle Aw damn yeah, uh Never knew no I never knew That, you’d be a freak and a friend too, yeah You into everything I’m into, ho I got some end that I can lend you, ho A piece of mind, baby come and get a piece of mine, chea Say you gotta work from 3 to 9, oh I’ll get you home by a decent time Wait, fuck yo’ bed you can sleep in mine, yeah Let’s make it happen girl I need some time Speakin’ of time, who stopped it? That’s the feelin’ that I get when we lock lips I got the weed at the crib, and the liquor too I fuck your soul out, releasin’ your spiritual I’ll be yo’ muse, bring your easel and pencils, too Here you go, you tryna’ tease wit’ them pictures You can ride on me, just like you ride the elliptical She said, “I’m tryna’ keep it tight for my nigga’” Girl unlike your last nigga’, all I need is mental You know I’ll work you out, get you right wit’ your physical Oh it’s just another interlude Askin’ all them questions Girl you know I don’t do interviews It’s pitiful that when I’m wit’ them other bitches I pretend it’s you Oh, you work at Kohl’s, you in Dental school Wifey now, you foldin clothes, cookin’ dinner too Young Tiller, girl I’m known as Pen Griffey too It’s only right that I swing by and hit it too First base, second base, third base I’m tryna’ get you in your birthday (suit) I know these other nigga’s thirsty But please never entertain ‘em cause’ that would hurt me You feel me, yeah I know you feel me, oh I know you feel me, yeah yeah yeah Woah, woah, huh Girl I know you feel me, yeah yeah yeah So much to look forward to baby Let’s not rush into it, nah Let’s not rush into it When we get to it, we can give it all that we got Ahhhh, too lit for this shit right now Too busy for this shit right now Hey, don’t wanna talk about this shit right now I'mma wait and let you simmer down You wasn’t wit’ it, but you wit’ it now Don’t tell him that you fuckin’ wit’ Tiller Nah please don’t You’re still on your way