Morf experiences Dease's work at closer range than intended.
Peter loses, and Ego patches him up afterward. Okay, this is only going to suck a lot.
There must be easier ways to pass the time than this, but Crozier isn't interested.
Garrupe and Rodrigues, returning.
Debbie and Holden do a little field work.
They were old stones, the stones that buried Leporino, the boundary markers of a rustic edifice or a low wall. They might have tumbled down the ravine under the weight of last winter’s snow, or at an unlucky push.
(Written for cygnes and the prompt: the secret history au where it's a jacobean revenge tragedy.)
Tom and Peter, partners in disguise.
The two of them are marked by water.
On the road, after the walls come down. Tris looks for answers; Peter looks for an ending.
Some new coworkers are newer than others.