Blog founder and avid fandom blind reader. Generally aims to misbehave responsibly whenever possible, and spends a little too much time pondering Redfields and Cranes.
Writes for Resident Evil and Dying Light, with two long running books in the work. Both of which can be found on Archive of Our Own right here.
“On the whole human beings want to be good, but not too good, and not quite all the time.” – George Orwell
The fall of Harran robbed man of its humanity, and Zofia Sirota of her innocence. Finding redemption, with the city rotting away around her, seems to be a pipe dream at best, until a man falls from the skies and turns futility to hope. Either that, or he’s about to make things a whole lot worse.
Set in the 6 months in which Chris Redfield lost himself to drink and grief, and what would have happened if he’d run into someone just as lost as him.
On the 24th of December 2012, Chris Redfield lost more than his men to the trickery of Neo Umbrella. Driven to the brink by grief and guilt, his memories shattered and broken, he abandons his post and everything he’s ever fought to uphold.
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The Marked Wasting is a Sare’s most terrifying end. It doesn’t discriminate between grown man and child, gentle gifted Quirk or Keeper. No healer can lift it. No medicine cure it. And while it may take years to take you there, at the end there always lies death.
Sinvik Shielding is at a loss as the Wasting threatens to consume her fledgling Keeper: Sadja. She thinks it unfair that after all the battles they’ve fought together, the ones they’ve won and the ones they’ve lost, this one doesn’t even give them the benefit of a chance and leaves them helpless.
Fresh out of ideas, Sinvik decides to turn to the Cataract, to plead for it to bring her Fledgling hope. Or to at least grant her a peaceful end, away from strife and danger. Away from their shared burden.