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Remember how I said I was done with the AW Tempus mini-comics? I am, BUT. My bestest friend ever, has been writing a story with dearest Tempus and her dearest Warren (and now with the cutie-pie Lynx). I totally accept this story as canon.

Hmm. I'm going to be mean and not talk about what's up with the cute little girl with scarred hands.
So. You should be reading the chapters if you want to know what Tempus has been up to.

I'm Good With Children"I need to sit," I said as I reappeared in my home.

"Yes you do," Tempus observed expertly.

I stumbled over my tail and braced myself on one of my bookcases. Some part of me wanted to be sick, to vomit, but another part of me was telling me I was fine, nothing had happened, and that conflict made me feel even more queasy. After swaying against the bookcase for a few seconds I felt something push at the bend in my legs. Tempus had brought a chair to me, an apologetic smile on his face as he motioned to the seat. I collapsed into it without a second thought, throwing my head back and taking a deep

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Remember how I said I was done with the AW Tempus mini-comics? I am, BUT. My bestest friend ever, has been writing a story with dearest Tempus and her dearest Warren (and now with the cutie-pie Lynx). I totally accept this story as canon.

Hmm. I'm going to be mean and not talk about what's up with the cute little girl with scarred hands.
So. You should be reading the chapters if you want to know what Tempus has been up to.

I'm Good With Children"I need to sit," I said as I reappeared in my home.

"Yes you do," Tempus observed expertly.

I stumbled over my tail and braced myself on one of my bookcases. Some part of me wanted to be sick, to vomit, but another part of me was telling me I was fine, nothing had happened, and that conflict made me feel even more queasy. After swaying against the bookcase for a few seconds I felt something push at the bend in my legs. Tempus had brought a chair to me, an apologetic smile on his face as he motioned to the seat. I collapsed into it without a second thought, throwing my head back and taking a deep

PREV: [link]

NEXT: [link]

ARCHIVE: [link]

More on AW is here: [link]

CG.
Tempus and art (c) Meeee
Lynx (c)