Chertov (Iterative Fiction)
Chertov (Iterative Fiction)

Chertov (Iterative Fiction)

Synopsis

[FIC FILES] ALL CHERTOV FLAMES ALREADY HAVE USERS ~ There was a night, where the moon darkened The snow that fell noiselessly, received today the flames of heaven There was a silence, which no one ever forgot The stars poured out their kindness, throwing themselves on the earth, tearing its veil. 14 stones fell from the sky, but only 7 carrying flames, flames that gave life to the stars. And the chertov (curse) reappear seeking revenge.

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Nulevoy (Zero) - O conto das estrelas

1,500 words•~8 min
02

FICHAS

4,503 words•~23 min
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Odin (um): Chá com a vovozinha

2,135 words•~11 min
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Dva (dois) - Pônei cor de rosa

3,649 words•~19 min
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Intromissão

1,343 words•~7 min
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Tri (Três) - Sr Sapo

3,098 words•~16 min
07

Seja feita a zuera

447 words•~3 min

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Chertov

"There was a night when the moon darkened The snow that fell silently, today received the flames of the sky There was a silence, which no one ever forgot The stars shed their kindness, throwing themselves upon the earth, tearing its veil." On a day that was forgotten, stars fell from the sky that brought the flame that kept them alive. Some of those who came into contact with these stones ended up dying, others discovered immense power. When important researchers, the same ones who were involved in unraveling the mysteries of the flames and the boxes, began to try to explore what those meteors had brought. After a few years, a family came to light, called by the researchers Chertov, because they had a flame that cursed some and blessed others.

Pressão

Uma fuga noturna pelas ruas de Tóquio coloca Haru e Gokudera à mercê do perigo e de sentimentos que já não podem mais ser ignorados. Entre tiros, motores rugindo e o calor de corpos colados pela necessidade de sobreviver, o que começa como proteção se transforma em algo mais profundo, mais íntimo, mais difícil de conter. Cada silêncio pesa. Cada toque fica. Forçados a dividir um quarto longe da cidade, eles enfrentam não apenas o cansaço e a ameaça da Yakuza, mas também a linha tênue entre desejo e escolha. O beijo acontece. O quase passa do limite. E ainda assim, eles param. Porque algumas coisas, quando começam, mudam tudo. E o que ficou entre eles naquela noite não desaparece. Apenas espera.