Fic: from the rivers of our palms
Word Count: ~33,000
Summary: "Do you ever wonder," Charles murmured, tracing the lines of Iskierka's wings, "why our daemons settled like they did?"
Erik tangled his hands in Aliyah's fur. "No," he said flatly. "Do you?"
The story of daemons, and intercision, and souls, and how a ridiculously soft, trusting, naive
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