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		<title>MattyFerdyWordy: /* The Works of Lincoln-Renfield Murry */</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span dir=&quot;auto&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;autocomment&quot;&gt;The Works of Lincoln-Renfield Murry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;=====&lt;/del&gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Summer Over Silverslip (Published in 28 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – Lincoln’s debut novel, modest in sales but quietly influential, earning him a small but devoted literary following. Set in the Silverslip district of Newfaire during the hazy months following the Great No Man’s War, the novel follows James, a disillusioned young veteran hired as a private security escort for Wila, the daughter of a powerful judge. As the city’s golden facades shimmer under a layer of corruption, James is drawn into a whirlwind summer romance—elegant parties, whispered secrets, and moments of fragile tenderness. Wila introduces him to a world of privilege, and for a brief time, James allows himself to believe in the possibility of healing and connection. But when he uncovers the judge’s systemic abuses of power—and learns that Wila has long known and chosen to look away—James chooses to walk away from their relationship, changed but not embittered. Written in clipped, ironic prose tinged with melancholy, the novel blends post-war cynicism with aching beauty, capturing the slow, inevitable loss of innocence amid the steam-lit streets of a city clinging to civility.&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; =====&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;movedpara_2_0_rhs&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;*&lt;/ins&gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn (Published in 35 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – A harrowing work of speculative horror and science fiction, &#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn&#039;&#039; unfolds in the contemporary world of 35 CR Newfaire as a dimensional breach begins—first subtly, then with terrifying speed. What begins as a strange atmospheric disturbance during a live radio broadcast spirals into an all-consuming catastrophe, as entities from a vast and ancient plane beyond comprehension begin to emerge into the physical world. Told through a series of fractured narratives—government reports, eyewitness testimonies, missing audio logs, and the confessions of those who heard &quot;the signal&quot;—the novel charts the collapse of a city and the moral unraveling of its people. As the boundaries between dimensions decay, so too does any illusion of control, revealing the horrifying consequences of tampering with forces never meant to be understood, let alone harnessed. Beneath its surface of dread and creeping apocalypse, the novel is a blistering commentary on humanity’s tendency to colonize what it does not comprehend, to treat cosmic horror with clinical ambition, and to wage war against the unknowable in the name of progress. The book ends not with resolution, but with a sudden, breathless silence—as if something just stepped into the room. A brief afterword by Lincoln follows: dry, winking, and filled with anecdotes about misplacing the original manuscript in a coffeehouse. It is a strange relief after the descent, and a final reminder that even in the face of annihilation, he believed humor might be our last and most human defense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;movedpara_4_0_rhs&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;*&lt;/ins&gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Mud and Bones (Published in 36 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – A stark and unflinching war novel told through the eyes of Pearl, a sharp-tongued, headstrong teenager who volunteers alongside four childhood friends to serve in the Noman Army during the Great No Man’s War. Fueled by conviction and a sense of loyalty larger than themselves, the five are thrust into the mire of trench warfare, enduring the slow, suffocating churn of fear, loss, and boredom. Pearl’s narration is biting, compassionate, and often laced with dark humor—an inner monologue that acts as armor as much as it does confession. As the war drags on and innocence is steadily carved away, the group dwindles—some lost to violence, others to despair—but Pearl endures, not untouched, but unbroken. Through whispered conversations beneath gaslit tents, memories of shared songs, and silent moments watching snow fall over blasted no-man’s-land, Pearl and her remaining friend, Ezra, carry each other through. Where other stories of war end in ruin, &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; chooses a different path: Pearl and Ezra return home together, changed but not shattered, their bodies and minds intact not by luck, but by stubborn defiance. The final chapter finds them rebuilding not just a life, but a sense of meaning—on a farmhouse porch, with the sound of laughter, two chairs, and a sunrise. Lincoln’s prose lingers not on what was lost, but on what remains. &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; is a testament to the endurance of friendship, the quiet strength of women in war, and the radical belief that even after unimaginable horror, healing is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;movedpara_5_0_lhs&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;=====&lt;/del&gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn (Published in 35 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – A harrowing work of speculative horror and science fiction, &#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn&#039;&#039; unfolds in the contemporary world of 35 CR Newfaire as a dimensional breach begins—first subtly, then with terrifying speed. What begins as a strange atmospheric disturbance during a live radio broadcast spirals into an all-consuming catastrophe, as entities from a vast and ancient plane beyond comprehension begin to emerge into the physical world. Told through a series of fractured narratives—government reports, eyewitness testimonies, missing audio logs, and the confessions of those who heard &quot;the signal&quot;—the novel charts the collapse of a city and the moral unraveling of its people. As the boundaries between dimensions decay, so too does any illusion of control, revealing the horrifying consequences of tampering with forces never meant to be understood, let alone harnessed. Beneath its surface of dread and creeping apocalypse, the novel is a blistering commentary on humanity’s tendency to colonize what it does not comprehend, to treat cosmic horror with clinical ambition, and to wage war against the unknowable in the name of progress. The book ends not with resolution, but with a sudden, breathless silence—as if something just stepped into the room. A brief afterword by Lincoln follows: dry, winking, and filled with anecdotes about misplacing the original manuscript in a coffeehouse. It is a strange relief after the descent, and a final reminder that even in the face of annihilation, he believed humor might be our last and most human defense.&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; =====&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;movedpara_6_0_rhs&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;*&lt;/ins&gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Collected Fictions and Other Mistakes (Unpublished as of 38 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; - &#039;&#039;Collected Fictions and Other Mistakes&#039;&#039; was an unpublished compilation of short stories, fragments, and marginalia, a plain and deliberately spare manuscript assembled from working drafts that showed a writer exploring variations and structure, with pages lightly marked by revision notes and certain passages revisited in multiple forms as he refined his ideas. Its loosely arranged sections that ranged Lincoln’s early tonal experiments to increasingly dreamlike tales of looping timelines, unreliable narrators, and late-career rewrites tucked into the back like exploratory digressions. The manuscript’s most curious feature was the handwritten epigraph scrawled across the printed title of its opening story. A detail that his wife [[Nesta Archeron|Nesta Acheron]] swore had never appeared in her edited draft. She also described a subtle strangeness within the text: character names echoing across unrelated stories, recurring symbolic elements that seemed to converse across differing stories and a story order that she was certain had changed in the months after Lincoln&#039;s kidnapping. Only later did investigators realize that three of the short stories, &#039;&#039;Before It Got Weird&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;The Places I Dreamed Of&#039;&#039;, and &#039;&#039;And Then It Got Stranger&#039;&#039;, were not merely fiction but magickal traps Lincoln had woven into the manuscript so investigators would be pulled into the story and aid them in finding him, along with the kidnapped journalist Dotty Welles. In the final moments of the last story, young Billy Stroud, its protagonist, was unintentionally pulled into the real world by investigators Jackson Cunningham and Gertrude Clyde just before the narrative collapsed. To prevent further danger, Jacen Beck threw the original manuscript into his wood stove, leaving behind only charred remains of the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;movedpara_8_0_lhs&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;=====&lt;/del&gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Mud and Bones (Published in 36 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – A stark and unflinching war novel told through the eyes of Pearl, a sharp-tongued, headstrong teenager who volunteers alongside four childhood friends to serve in the Noman Army during the Great No Man’s War. Fueled by conviction and a sense of loyalty larger than themselves, the five are thrust into the mire of trench warfare, enduring the slow, suffocating churn of fear, loss, and boredom. Pearl’s narration is biting, compassionate, and often laced with dark humor—an inner monologue that acts as armor as much as it does confession. As the war drags on and innocence is steadily carved away, the group dwindles—some lost to violence, others to despair—but Pearl endures, not untouched, but unbroken. Through whispered conversations beneath gaslit tents, memories of shared songs, and silent moments watching snow fall over blasted no-man’s-land, Pearl and her remaining friend, Ezra, carry each other through. Where other stories of war end in ruin, &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; chooses a different path: Pearl and Ezra return home together, changed but not shattered, their bodies and minds intact not by luck, but by stubborn defiance. The final chapter finds them rebuilding not just a life, but a sense of meaning—on a farmhouse porch, with the sound of laughter, two chairs, and a sunrise. Lincoln’s prose lingers not on what was lost, but on what remains. &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; is a testament to the endurance of friendship, the quiet strength of women in war, and the radical belief that even after unimaginable horror, healing is possible.&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; =====&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;movedpara_5_0_lhs&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;*&lt;/del&gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Mud and Bones (Published in 36 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – A stark and unflinching war novel told through the eyes of Pearl, a sharp-tongued, headstrong teenager who volunteers alongside four childhood friends to serve in the Noman Army during the Great No Man’s War. Fueled by conviction and a sense of loyalty larger than themselves, the five are thrust into the mire of trench warfare, enduring the slow, suffocating churn of fear, loss, and boredom. Pearl’s narration is biting, compassionate, and often laced with dark humor—an inner monologue that acts as armor as much as it does confession. As the war drags on and innocence is steadily carved away, the group dwindles—some lost to violence, others to despair—but Pearl endures, not untouched, but unbroken. Through whispered conversations beneath gaslit tents, memories of shared songs, and silent moments watching snow fall over blasted no-man’s-land, Pearl and her remaining friend, Ezra, carry each other through. Where other stories of war end in ruin, &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; chooses a different path: Pearl and Ezra return home together, changed but not shattered, their bodies and minds intact not by luck, but by stubborn defiance. The final chapter finds them rebuilding not just a life, but a sense of meaning—on a farmhouse porch, with the sound of laughter, two chairs, and a sunrise. Lincoln’s prose lingers not on what was lost, but on what remains. &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; is a testament to the endurance of friendship, the quiet strength of women in war, and the radical belief that even after unimaginable horror, healing is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;movedpara_7_0_lhs&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;*&lt;/del&gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Collected Fictions and Other Mistakes (Unpublished as of 38 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; - &#039;&#039;Collected Fictions and Other Mistakes&#039;&#039; was an unpublished compilation of short stories, fragments, and marginalia, a plain and deliberately spare manuscript assembled from working drafts that showed a writer exploring variations and structure, with pages lightly marked by revision notes and certain passages revisited in multiple forms as he refined his ideas. Its loosely arranged sections that ranged Lincoln’s early tonal experiments to increasingly dreamlike tales of looping timelines, unreliable narrators, and late-career rewrites tucked into the back like exploratory digressions. The manuscript’s most curious feature was the handwritten epigraph scrawled across the printed title of its opening story. A detail that his wife [[Nesta Archeron|Nesta Acheron]] swore had never appeared in her edited draft. She also described a subtle strangeness within the text: character names echoing across unrelated stories, recurring symbolic elements that seemed to converse across differing stories and a story order that she was certain had changed in the months after Lincoln&#039;s kidnapping. Only later did investigators realize that three of the short stories, &#039;&#039;Before It Got Weird&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;The Places I Dreamed Of&#039;&#039;, and &#039;&#039;And Then It Got Stranger&#039;&#039;, were not merely fiction but magickal traps Lincoln had woven into the manuscript so investigators would be pulled into the story and aid them in finding him, along with the kidnapped journalist Dotty Welles. In the final moments of the last story, young Billy Stroud, its protagonist, was unintentionally pulled into the real world by investigators Jackson Cunningham and Gertrude Clyde just before the narrative collapsed. To prevent further danger, Jacen Beck threw the original manuscript into his wood stove, leaving behind only charred remains of the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;movedpara_8_0_rhs&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;=====&lt;/ins&gt; &#039;&#039;&#039;Mud and Bones (Published in 36 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – A stark and unflinching war novel told through the eyes of Pearl, a sharp-tongued, headstrong teenager who volunteers alongside four childhood friends to serve in the Noman Army during the Great No Man’s War. Fueled by conviction and a sense of loyalty larger than themselves, the five are thrust into the mire of trench warfare, enduring the slow, suffocating churn of fear, loss, and boredom. Pearl’s narration is biting, compassionate, and often laced with dark humor—an inner monologue that acts as armor as much as it does confession. As the war drags on and innocence is steadily carved away, the group dwindles—some lost to violence, others to despair—but Pearl endures, not untouched, but unbroken. Through whispered conversations beneath gaslit tents, memories of shared songs, and silent moments watching snow fall over blasted no-man’s-land, Pearl and her remaining friend, Ezra, carry each other through. Where other stories of war end in ruin, &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; chooses a different path: Pearl and Ezra return home together, changed but not shattered, their bodies and minds intact not by luck, but by stubborn defiance. The final chapter finds them rebuilding not just a life, but a sense of meaning—on a farmhouse porch, with the sound of laughter, two chairs, and a sunrise. Lincoln’s prose lingers not on what was lost, but on what remains. &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; is a testament to the endurance of friendship, the quiet strength of women in war, and the radical belief that even after unimaginable horror, healing is possible.&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; =====&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn (Published in 35 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – A harrowing work of speculative horror and science fiction, &#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn&#039;&#039; unfolds in the contemporary world of 35 CR Newfaire as a dimensional breach begins—first subtly, then with terrifying speed. What begins as a strange atmospheric disturbance during a live radio broadcast spirals into an all-consuming catastrophe, as entities from a vast and ancient plane beyond comprehension begin to emerge into the physical world. Told through a series of fractured narratives—government reports, eyewitness testimonies, missing audio logs, and the confessions of those who heard &quot;the signal&quot;—the novel charts the collapse of a city and the moral unraveling of its people. As the boundaries between dimensions decay, so too does any illusion of control, revealing the horrifying consequences of tampering with forces never meant to be understood, let alone harnessed. Beneath its surface of dread and creeping apocalypse, the novel is a blistering commentary on humanity’s tendency to colonize what it does not comprehend, to treat cosmic horror with clinical ambition, and to wage war against the unknowable in the name of progress. The book ends not with resolution, but with a sudden, breathless silence—as if something just stepped into the room. A brief afterword by Lincoln follows: dry, winking, and filled with anecdotes about misplacing the original manuscript in a coffeehouse. It is a strange relief after the descent, and a final reminder that even in the face of annihilation, he believed humor might be our last and most human defense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn (Published in 35 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – A harrowing work of speculative horror and science fiction, &#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn&#039;&#039; unfolds in the contemporary world of 35 CR Newfaire as a dimensional breach begins—first subtly, then with terrifying speed. What begins as a strange atmospheric disturbance during a live radio broadcast spirals into an all-consuming catastrophe, as entities from a vast and ancient plane beyond comprehension begin to emerge into the physical world. Told through a series of fractured narratives—government reports, eyewitness testimonies, missing audio logs, and the confessions of those who heard &quot;the signal&quot;—the novel charts the collapse of a city and the moral unraveling of its people. As the boundaries between dimensions decay, so too does any illusion of control, revealing the horrifying consequences of tampering with forces never meant to be understood, let alone harnessed. Beneath its surface of dread and creeping apocalypse, the novel is a blistering commentary on humanity’s tendency to colonize what it does not comprehend, to treat cosmic horror with clinical ambition, and to wage war against the unknowable in the name of progress. The book ends not with resolution, but with a sudden, breathless silence—as if something just stepped into the room. A brief afterword by Lincoln follows: dry, winking, and filled with anecdotes about misplacing the original manuscript in a coffeehouse. It is a strange relief after the descent, and a final reminder that even in the face of annihilation, he believed humor might be our last and most human defense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Mud and Bones (Published in 36 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – A stark and unflinching war novel told through the eyes of Pearl, a sharp-tongued, headstrong teenager who volunteers alongside four childhood friends to serve in the Noman Army during the Great No Man’s War. Fueled by conviction and a sense of loyalty larger than themselves, the five are thrust into the mire of trench warfare, enduring the slow, suffocating churn of fear, loss, and boredom. Pearl’s narration is biting, compassionate, and often laced with dark humor—an inner monologue that acts as armor as much as it does confession. As the war drags on and innocence is steadily carved away, the group dwindles—some lost to violence, others to despair—but Pearl endures, not untouched, but unbroken. Through whispered conversations beneath gaslit tents, memories of shared songs, and silent moments watching snow fall over blasted no-man’s-land, Pearl and her remaining friend, Ezra, carry each other through. Where other stories of war end in ruin, &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; chooses a different path: Pearl and Ezra return home together, changed but not shattered, their bodies and minds intact not by luck, but by stubborn defiance. The final chapter finds them rebuilding not just a life, but a sense of meaning—on a farmhouse porch, with the sound of laughter, two chairs, and a sunrise. Lincoln’s prose lingers not on what was lost, but on what remains. &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; is a testament to the endurance of friendship, the quiet strength of women in war, and the radical belief that even after unimaginable horror, healing is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Mud and Bones (Published in 36 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – A stark and unflinching war novel told through the eyes of Pearl, a sharp-tongued, headstrong teenager who volunteers alongside four childhood friends to serve in the Noman Army during the Great No Man’s War. Fueled by conviction and a sense of loyalty larger than themselves, the five are thrust into the mire of trench warfare, enduring the slow, suffocating churn of fear, loss, and boredom. Pearl’s narration is biting, compassionate, and often laced with dark humor—an inner monologue that acts as armor as much as it does confession. As the war drags on and innocence is steadily carved away, the group dwindles—some lost to violence, others to despair—but Pearl endures, not untouched, but unbroken. Through whispered conversations beneath gaslit tents, memories of shared songs, and silent moments watching snow fall over blasted no-man’s-land, Pearl and her remaining friend, Ezra, carry each other through. Where other stories of war end in ruin, &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; chooses a different path: Pearl and Ezra return home together, changed but not shattered, their bodies and minds intact not by luck, but by stubborn defiance. The final chapter finds them rebuilding not just a life, but a sense of meaning—on a farmhouse porch, with the sound of laughter, two chairs, and a sunrise. Lincoln’s prose lingers not on what was lost, but on what remains. &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; is a testament to the endurance of friendship, the quiet strength of women in war, and the radical belief that even after unimaginable horror, healing is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Collected Fictions and Other Mistakes (Unpublished as of 38 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; - &#039;&#039;Collected Fictions and Other Mistakes&#039;&#039; was an unpublished compilation of short stories, fragments, and marginalia, a plain and deliberately spare manuscript assembled from working drafts that showed a writer exploring variations and structure, with pages lightly marked by revision notes and certain passages revisited in multiple forms as he refined his ideas. Its loosely arranged sections that ranged Lincoln’s early tonal experiments to increasingly dreamlike tales of looping timelines, unreliable narrators, and late-career rewrites tucked into the back like exploratory digressions. The manuscript’s most curious feature was the handwritten epigraph scrawled across the printed title of its opening story. A detail that his wife [[Nesta Archeron|Nesta Acheron]] swore had never appeared in her edited draft. She also described a subtle strangeness within the text: character names echoing across unrelated stories, recurring symbolic elements that seemed to converse across differing stories and a story order that she was certain had changed in the months after Lincoln&#039;s kidnapping. Only later did investigators realize that three of the short stories, &#039;&#039;Before It Got Weird&#039;&#039;, &#039;&#039;The Places I Dreamed Of&#039;&#039;, and &#039;&#039;And Then It Got Stranger&#039;&#039;, were not merely fiction but magickal traps Lincoln had woven into the manuscript so investigators would be pulled into the story and aid them in finding him, along with the kidnapped journalist Dotty Welles. In the final moments of the last story, young Billy Stroud, its protagonist, was unintentionally pulled into the real world by investigators Jackson Cunningham and Gertrude Clyde just before the narrative collapsed. To prevent further danger, Jacen Beck threw the original manuscript into his wood stove, leaving behind only charred remains of the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<author><name>MattyFerdyWordy</name></author>
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		<title>BurgerWise: added Category:Lists using HotCat</title>
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		<updated>2025-10-27T16:34:59Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;added &lt;a href=&quot;/wiki/Category:Lists&quot; title=&quot;Category:Lists&quot;&gt;Category:Lists&lt;/a&gt; using &lt;a href=&quot;/wiki/index.php?title=Help:Gadget-HotCat&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1&quot; class=&quot;new&quot; title=&quot;Help:Gadget-HotCat (page does not exist)&quot;&gt;HotCat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 16:34, 27 October 2025&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Bolderbell&#039;s Post-Fracture Guide to Weaveless Magic ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;A self-published guide written by [[Bolderbell|Beni Bolderbell]] that alleged to teach techniques for limited spellcasting without the benefit of the [[Weave]] as an arcane conductor, drawing from old-world [[Gnome|Gnomish]] communities who—even following the [[Fracturing of the Weave]]—rejected most [[PR]]-era technologies which sought to replace traditional magic for daily tasks. However, the practice of magic had been dwindling as an interest within [[Levinkan]] even prior to the [[CR]] era and the book only achieved sparse circulation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;A self-published guide written by [[Bolderbell|Beni Bolderbell]] that alleged to teach techniques for limited spellcasting without the benefit of the [[Weave]] as an arcane conductor, drawing from old-world [[Gnome|Gnomish]] communities who—even following the [[Fracturing of the Weave]]—rejected most [[PR]]-era technologies which sought to replace traditional magic for daily tasks. However, the practice of magic had been dwindling as an interest within [[Levinkan]] even prior to the [[CR]] era and the book only achieved sparse circulation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<author><name>BurgerWise</name></author>
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		<title>Spiderjjr45: /* Bolderbell&#039;s Post-Fracture Guide to Weaveless Magic */</title>
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		<updated>2025-09-05T05:03:17Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span dir=&quot;auto&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;autocomment&quot;&gt;Bolderbell&amp;#039;s Post-Fracture Guide to Weaveless Magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 05:03, 5 September 2025&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== The Tabaxi in the Black Sea ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;A children&#039;s book by &#039;&#039;&#039;Dr. Spruce&#039;&#039;&#039;, a [[New Dryad]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== From the Balabag Library ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-empty diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;=== The Weapons of Pteris ===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== From Horatio&#039;s Library ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<author><name>Spiderjjr45</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>OGFlaya: /* The Works of Lincoln-Renfield Murry */</title>
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		<updated>2025-07-17T08:33:14Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span dir=&quot;auto&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;autocomment&quot;&gt;The Works of Lincoln-Renfield Murry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 08:33, 17 July 2025&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== The Works of [[Lincoln Renfield-Murray|Lincoln-Renfield Murry]] ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== The Works of [[Lincoln Renfield-Murray|Lincoln-Renfield Murry]] ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lincoln &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;published&lt;/del&gt; several books in his lifetime, &lt;del style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;including&lt;/del&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lincoln &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;authored&lt;/ins&gt; several books in his lifetime, &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;though only three were published&lt;/ins&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Summer Over Silverslip (Published in 28 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – Lincoln’s debut novel, modest in sales but quietly influential, earning him a small but devoted literary following. Set in the Silverslip district of Newfaire during the hazy months following the Great No Man’s War, the novel follows James, a disillusioned young veteran hired as a private security escort for Wila, the daughter of a powerful judge. As the city’s golden facades shimmer under a layer of corruption, James is drawn into a whirlwind summer romance—elegant parties, whispered secrets, and moments of fragile tenderness. Wila introduces him to a world of privilege, and for a brief time, James allows himself to believe in the possibility of healing and connection. But when he uncovers the judge’s systemic abuses of power—and learns that Wila has long known and chosen to look away—James chooses to walk away from their relationship, changed but not embittered. Written in clipped, ironic prose tinged with melancholy, the novel blends post-war cynicism with aching beauty, capturing the slow, inevitable loss of innocence amid the steam-lit streets of a city clinging to civility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Summer Over Silverslip (Published in 28 CR)&#039;&#039;&#039; – Lincoln’s debut novel, modest in sales but quietly influential, earning him a small but devoted literary following. Set in the Silverslip district of Newfaire during the hazy months following the Great No Man’s War, the novel follows James, a disillusioned young veteran hired as a private security escort for Wila, the daughter of a powerful judge. As the city’s golden facades shimmer under a layer of corruption, James is drawn into a whirlwind summer romance—elegant parties, whispered secrets, and moments of fragile tenderness. Wila introduces him to a world of privilege, and for a brief time, James allows himself to believe in the possibility of healing and connection. But when he uncovers the judge’s systemic abuses of power—and learns that Wila has long known and chosen to look away—James chooses to walk away from their relationship, changed but not embittered. Written in clipped, ironic prose tinged with melancholy, the novel blends post-war cynicism with aching beauty, capturing the slow, inevitable loss of innocence amid the steam-lit streets of a city clinging to civility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<author><name>OGFlaya</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<title>OGFlaya: /* The Works of Lincoln-Renfield Murry */</title>
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		<updated>2025-07-17T08:31:30Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span dir=&quot;auto&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;autocomment&quot;&gt;The Works of Lincoln-Renfield Murry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 08:31, 17 July 2025&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;The Final [[Winter]] of the [[Eladrin]]&#039;&#039;, recounting the [[Ancients Alive]] [[campaign]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;The Final [[Winter]] of the [[Eladrin]]&#039;&#039;, recounting the [[Ancients Alive]] [[campaign]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;[[Ynnis Valenford]] and the Prisoner of Azkaban. &#039;&#039;Half of the proceeds of this book went to the [[House of Tenorixion]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;[[Ynnis Valenford]] and the Prisoner of Azkaban. &#039;&#039;Half of the proceeds of this book went to the [[House of Tenorixion]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== The Works of [[Lincoln Renfield-Murray|Lincoln-Renfield Murry]] ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== The Works of [[Lincoln Renfield-Murray|Lincoln-Renfield Murry]] ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lincoln published several books in his lifetime, including:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lincoln published several books in his lifetime, including:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;−&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Summer Over Silverslip&#039;&#039;&#039; – Lincoln’s debut novel, modest in sales but quietly influential, earning him a small but devoted literary following. Set in the Silverslip district of Newfaire during the hazy months following the Great No Man’s War, the novel follows James, a disillusioned young veteran hired as a private security escort for Wila, the daughter of a powerful judge. As the city’s golden facades shimmer under a layer of corruption, James is drawn into a whirlwind summer romance—elegant parties, whispered secrets, and moments of fragile tenderness. Wila introduces him to a world of privilege, and for a brief time, James allows himself to believe in the possibility of healing and connection. But when he uncovers the judge’s systemic abuses of power—and learns that Wila has long known and chosen to look away—James chooses to walk away from their relationship, changed but not embittered. Written in clipped, ironic prose tinged with melancholy, the novel blends post-war cynicism with aching beauty, capturing the slow, inevitable loss of innocence amid the steam-lit streets of a city clinging to civility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Summer Over Silverslip&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; (Published in 28 CR)&lt;/ins&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039; – Lincoln’s debut novel, modest in sales but quietly influential, earning him a small but devoted literary following. Set in the Silverslip district of Newfaire during the hazy months following the Great No Man’s War, the novel follows James, a disillusioned young veteran hired as a private security escort for Wila, the daughter of a powerful judge. As the city’s golden facades shimmer under a layer of corruption, James is drawn into a whirlwind summer romance—elegant parties, whispered secrets, and moments of fragile tenderness. Wila introduces him to a world of privilege, and for a brief time, James allows himself to believe in the possibility of healing and connection. But when he uncovers the judge’s systemic abuses of power—and learns that Wila has long known and chosen to look away—James chooses to walk away from their relationship, changed but not embittered. Written in clipped, ironic prose tinged with melancholy, the novel blends post-war cynicism with aching beauty, capturing the slow, inevitable loss of innocence amid the steam-lit streets of a city clinging to civility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn&#039;&#039;&#039; – A harrowing work of speculative horror and science fiction, &#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn&#039;&#039; unfolds in the contemporary world of 35 CR Newfaire as a dimensional breach begins—first subtly, then with terrifying speed. What begins as a strange atmospheric disturbance during a live radio broadcast spirals into an all-consuming catastrophe, as entities from a vast and ancient plane beyond comprehension begin to emerge into the physical world. Told through a series of fractured narratives—government reports, eyewitness testimonies, missing audio logs, and the confessions of those who heard &quot;the signal&quot;—the novel charts the collapse of a city and the moral unraveling of its people. As the boundaries between dimensions decay, so too does any illusion of control, revealing the horrifying consequences of tampering with forces never meant to be understood, let alone harnessed. Beneath its surface of dread and creeping apocalypse, the novel is a blistering commentary on humanity’s tendency to colonize what it does not comprehend, to treat cosmic horror with clinical ambition, and to wage war against the unknowable in the name of progress. The book ends not with resolution, but with a sudden, breathless silence—as if something just stepped into the room. A brief afterword by Lincoln follows: dry, winking, and filled with anecdotes about misplacing the original manuscript in a coffeehouse. It is a strange relief after the descent, and a final reminder that even in the face of annihilation, he believed humor might be our last and most human defense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; (Published in 35 CR)&lt;/ins&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039; – A harrowing work of speculative horror and science fiction, &#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn&#039;&#039; unfolds in the contemporary world of 35 CR Newfaire as a dimensional breach begins—first subtly, then with terrifying speed. What begins as a strange atmospheric disturbance during a live radio broadcast spirals into an all-consuming catastrophe, as entities from a vast and ancient plane beyond comprehension begin to emerge into the physical world. Told through a series of fractured narratives—government reports, eyewitness testimonies, missing audio logs, and the confessions of those who heard &quot;the signal&quot;—the novel charts the collapse of a city and the moral unraveling of its people. As the boundaries between dimensions decay, so too does any illusion of control, revealing the horrifying consequences of tampering with forces never meant to be understood, let alone harnessed. Beneath its surface of dread and creeping apocalypse, the novel is a blistering commentary on humanity’s tendency to colonize what it does not comprehend, to treat cosmic horror with clinical ambition, and to wage war against the unknowable in the name of progress. The book ends not with resolution, but with a sudden, breathless silence—as if something just stepped into the room. A brief afterword by Lincoln follows: dry, winking, and filled with anecdotes about misplacing the original manuscript in a coffeehouse. It is a strange relief after the descent, and a final reminder that even in the face of annihilation, he believed humor might be our last and most human defense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039;&#039; – A stark and unflinching war novel told through the eyes of Pearl, a sharp-tongued, headstrong teenager who volunteers alongside four childhood friends to serve in the Noman Army during the Great No Man’s War. Fueled by conviction and a sense of loyalty larger than themselves, the five are thrust into the mire of trench warfare, enduring the slow, suffocating churn of fear, loss, and boredom. Pearl’s narration is biting, compassionate, and often laced with dark humor—an inner monologue that acts as armor as much as it does confession. As the war drags on and innocence is steadily carved away, the group dwindles—some lost to violence, others to despair—but Pearl endures, not untouched, but unbroken. Through whispered conversations beneath gaslit tents, memories of shared songs, and silent moments watching snow fall over blasted no-man’s-land, Pearl and her remaining friend, Ezra, carry each other through. Where other stories of war end in ruin, &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; chooses a different path: Pearl and Ezra return home together, changed but not shattered, their bodies and minds intact not by luck, but by stubborn defiance. The final chapter finds them rebuilding not just a life, but a sense of meaning—on a farmhouse porch, with the sound of laughter, two chairs, and a sunrise. Lincoln’s prose lingers not on what was lost, but on what remains. &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; is a testament to the endurance of friendship, the quiet strength of women in war, and the radical belief that even after unimaginable horror, healing is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt; (Published in 36 CR)&lt;/ins&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039; – A stark and unflinching war novel told through the eyes of Pearl, a sharp-tongued, headstrong teenager who volunteers alongside four childhood friends to serve in the Noman Army during the Great No Man’s War. Fueled by conviction and a sense of loyalty larger than themselves, the five are thrust into the mire of trench warfare, enduring the slow, suffocating churn of fear, loss, and boredom. Pearl’s narration is biting, compassionate, and often laced with dark humor—an inner monologue that acts as armor as much as it does confession. As the war drags on and innocence is steadily carved away, the group dwindles—some lost to violence, others to despair—but Pearl endures, not untouched, but unbroken. Through whispered conversations beneath gaslit tents, memories of shared songs, and silent moments watching snow fall over blasted no-man’s-land, Pearl and her remaining friend, Ezra, carry each other through. Where other stories of war end in ruin, &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; chooses a different path: Pearl and Ezra return home together, changed but not shattered, their bodies and minds intact not by luck, but by stubborn defiance. The final chapter finds them rebuilding not just a life, but a sense of meaning—on a farmhouse porch, with the sound of laughter, two chairs, and a sunrise. Lincoln’s prose lingers not on what was lost, but on what remains. &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; is a testament to the endurance of friendship, the quiet strength of women in war, and the radical belief that even after unimaginable horror, healing is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;==[[50 Shades of Neigh|Fifty Shades of Neigh]]==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<author><name>OGFlaya</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://quelmarwiki.com/wiki/index.php?title=List_of_Books&amp;diff=40265&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>OGFlaya: Added the works of Lincoln Renfield-Murray</title>
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		<updated>2025-07-17T08:19:53Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Added the works of Lincoln Renfield-Murray&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 08:19, 17 July 2025&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;The Final [[Winter]] of the [[Eladrin]]&#039;&#039;, recounting the [[Ancients Alive]] [[campaign]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;The Final [[Winter]] of the [[Eladrin]]&#039;&#039;, recounting the [[Ancients Alive]] [[campaign]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;[[Ynnis Valenford]] and the Prisoner of Azkaban. &#039;&#039;Half of the proceeds of this book went to the [[House of Tenorixion]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;[[Ynnis Valenford]] and the Prisoner of Azkaban. &#039;&#039;Half of the proceeds of this book went to the [[House of Tenorixion]].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-empty diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== The Works of [[Lincoln Renfield-Murray|Lincoln-Renfield Murry]] ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-empty diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lincoln published several books in his lifetime, including:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-empty diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Summer Over Silverslip&#039;&#039;&#039; – Lincoln’s debut novel, modest in sales but quietly influential, earning him a small but devoted literary following. Set in the Silverslip district of Newfaire during the hazy months following the Great No Man’s War, the novel follows James, a disillusioned young veteran hired as a private security escort for Wila, the daughter of a powerful judge. As the city’s golden facades shimmer under a layer of corruption, James is drawn into a whirlwind summer romance—elegant parties, whispered secrets, and moments of fragile tenderness. Wila introduces him to a world of privilege, and for a brief time, James allows himself to believe in the possibility of healing and connection. But when he uncovers the judge’s systemic abuses of power—and learns that Wila has long known and chosen to look away—James chooses to walk away from their relationship, changed but not embittered. Written in clipped, ironic prose tinged with melancholy, the novel blends post-war cynicism with aching beauty, capturing the slow, inevitable loss of innocence amid the steam-lit streets of a city clinging to civility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-empty diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot; data-marker=&quot;+&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn&#039;&#039;&#039; – A harrowing work of speculative horror and science fiction, &#039;&#039;The Day the Veil Was Torn&#039;&#039; unfolds in the contemporary world of 35 CR Newfaire as a dimensional breach begins—first subtly, then with terrifying speed. What begins as a strange atmospheric disturbance during a live radio broadcast spirals into an all-consuming catastrophe, as entities from a vast and ancient plane beyond comprehension begin to emerge into the physical world. Told through a series of fractured narratives—government reports, eyewitness testimonies, missing audio logs, and the confessions of those who heard &quot;the signal&quot;—the novel charts the collapse of a city and the moral unraveling of its people. As the boundaries between dimensions decay, so too does any illusion of control, revealing the horrifying consequences of tampering with forces never meant to be understood, let alone harnessed. Beneath its surface of dread and creeping apocalypse, the novel is a blistering commentary on humanity’s tendency to colonize what it does not comprehend, to treat cosmic horror with clinical ambition, and to wage war against the unknowable in the name of progress. The book ends not with resolution, but with a sudden, breathless silence—as if something just stepped into the room. A brief afterword by Lincoln follows: dry, winking, and filled with anecdotes about misplacing the original manuscript in a coffeehouse. It is a strange relief after the descent, and a final reminder that even in the face of annihilation, he believed humor might be our last and most human defense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;/tr&gt;
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  &lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-empty diff-side-deleted&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &#039;&#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039;&#039; – A stark and unflinching war novel told through the eyes of Pearl, a sharp-tongued, headstrong teenager who volunteers alongside four childhood friends to serve in the Noman Army during the Great No Man’s War. Fueled by conviction and a sense of loyalty larger than themselves, the five are thrust into the mire of trench warfare, enduring the slow, suffocating churn of fear, loss, and boredom. Pearl’s narration is biting, compassionate, and often laced with dark humor—an inner monologue that acts as armor as much as it does confession. As the war drags on and innocence is steadily carved away, the group dwindles—some lost to violence, others to despair—but Pearl endures, not untouched, but unbroken. Through whispered conversations beneath gaslit tents, memories of shared songs, and silent moments watching snow fall over blasted no-man’s-land, Pearl and her remaining friend, Ezra, carry each other through. Where other stories of war end in ruin, &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; chooses a different path: Pearl and Ezra return home together, changed but not shattered, their bodies and minds intact not by luck, but by stubborn defiance. The final chapter finds them rebuilding not just a life, but a sense of meaning—on a farmhouse porch, with the sound of laughter, two chairs, and a sunrise. Lincoln’s prose lingers not on what was lost, but on what remains. &#039;&#039;Mud and Bones&#039;&#039; is a testament to the endurance of friendship, the quiet strength of women in war, and the radical belief that even after unimaginable horror, healing is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;==[[50 Shades of Neigh|Fifty Shades of Neigh]]==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;==[[50 Shades of Neigh|Fifty Shades of Neigh]]==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;/table&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>OGFlaya</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://quelmarwiki.com/wiki/index.php?title=List_of_Books&amp;diff=40251&amp;oldid=prev</id>
		<title>OGFlaya: Added main article link to Legends and Lore</title>
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		<updated>2025-07-17T06:45:15Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Added main article link to Legends and Lore&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 06:45, 17 July 2025&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;The Tides of Blood&#039;&#039;&#039; is a novel published by the author Fagin Cloudtop. There are few copies, and they have a hard outer cover, while the pages are lightly coated in wax to protect them from water damage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Legends and Lore of Pre-history ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== &lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;[[&lt;/ins&gt;Legends and Lore of Pre-history&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;]]&lt;/ins&gt; ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Published in 07 CR, Legends and Lore of Pre-history, by Prof. Lysander Callis with illustrations by Jasper Parson, is a foundational academic text compiling mythic traditions believed to predate written history. The book offers comparative analysis of surviving oral accounts, recovered inscriptions, and fragmentary manuscripts—including an extensive study of &#039;&#039;The Elegy of Atycos&#039;&#039;, the only known Vaelonic epic. Callis explores recurring motifs such as memory, divine absence, and journeys through altered realities, drawing parallels between disparate mythic systems across lost civilizations. Parson’s illustrations accompany the text with site reconstructions and artifact sketches, making the volume both a scholarly resource and a visual archive of mythic pre-history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Published in 07 CR, Legends and Lore of Pre-history, by Prof. Lysander Callis with illustrations by Jasper Parson, is a foundational academic text compiling mythic traditions believed to predate written history. The book offers comparative analysis of surviving oral accounts, recovered inscriptions, and fragmentary manuscripts—including an extensive study of &#039;&#039;The Elegy of Atycos&#039;&#039;, the only known Vaelonic epic. Callis explores recurring motifs such as memory, divine absence, and journeys through altered realities, drawing parallels between disparate mythic systems across lost civilizations. Parson’s illustrations accompany the text with site reconstructions and artifact sketches, making the volume both a scholarly resource and a visual archive of mythic pre-history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<author><name>OGFlaya</name></author>
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		<title>OGFlaya: Added a book title</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Added a book title&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #202122; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 05:59, 17 July 2025&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== [[The Tides of Blood]] ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== [[The Tides of Blood]] ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td class=&quot;diff-marker&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;The Tides of Blood&#039;&#039;&#039; is a novel published by the author Fagin Cloudtop. There are few copies, and they have a hard outer cover, while the pages are lightly coated in wax to protect them from water damage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;The Tides of Blood&#039;&#039;&#039; is a novel published by the author Fagin Cloudtop. There are few copies, and they have a hard outer cover, while the pages are lightly coated in wax to protect them from water damage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Legends and Lore of Pre-history ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Published in 07 CR, Legends and Lore of Pre-history, by Prof. Lysander Callis with illustrations by Jasper Parson, is a foundational academic text compiling mythic traditions believed to predate written history. The book offers comparative analysis of surviving oral accounts, recovered inscriptions, and fragmentary manuscripts—including an extensive study of &#039;&#039;The Elegy of Atycos&#039;&#039;, the only known Vaelonic epic. Callis explores recurring motifs such as memory, divine absence, and journeys through altered realities, drawing parallels between disparate mythic systems across lost civilizations. Parson’s illustrations accompany the text with site reconstructions and artifact sketches, making the volume both a scholarly resource and a visual archive of mythic pre-history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Guide to the Common Man&#039;s Magic ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #202122; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== Guide to the Common Man&#039;s Magic ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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		<author><name>OGFlaya</name></author>
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