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Medusa has never liked Milliways winters. Cold, snow, ice, cold. With living snakes combining with her mind, she feels herself growing slower, duller; with metal feathers growing out of her skin, it's only her preternatural healing that stops her from getting frostbite every time she goes outside ( Read more... ) -
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One noticeable thing about Medusa is that she often has henna tattoos. Across her hands and feet, curling around her legs and arms, edging her face. These tattoos are not always there, of course, but when they are, they are often different ( Read more... ) -
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One thing that Sam's room does not lack is books. It might lack in another things (like, style and neatness and consistently open curtains), but it doesn't lack for books ( Read more... ) -
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And on this fine, beautiful morning, after dawn, Medusa is outside with a sister, the dogs, and a number of blackened kitchen implements. Blackened from charcoal, which happens when you cook on open fires, but just because it is a regular occurrence doesn't mean that you leave them that way, oh no ( Read more... ) -
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Beyond Milliways' front door is an open area as would grace any farm; chickens in their house, a couple of goats stoped from their quest to eat the vegatables by a cunning wall, a shed and the peach-coloured wall of Medusa's own garden. There is another low building, too low to be anything but built partly under ground, and there are steps leading ( Read more... ) -
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One day, Medusa (who has entirely forgotten about being told what Valentine's Day is, and that a Certain Someone Forgot) finally decides that Lucifer Needs To Get Out More, and goes to Milliways to kidnap him ( Read more... )