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The Hunt - Overture
The Hunt - Wandering
The Hunt - Dream
The Hunt - The Fox
The Hunt - The Bridge
The Hunt - The Lead
The Hunt - The Valley of White Rocks
The Hunt - Tracking
The Hunt - The Ploy
The Hunt - The Spear
The Hunt - In the Waters
The Hunt - The Last Word
Chapter 2 : To Speak
To Speak - Descent
To Speak - The Cabin
SUMMER HIATUS - 1
SUMMER HIATUS - 2
SUMMER HIATUS - 3
SUMMER HIATUS - 4
SUMMER HIATUS - 5
To Speak - The Ridge
To Speak - The Spirit
To Speak - Hesitation
To Speak - Twelve
To Speak - The Relic
To Speak - Your Name - DOUBLE EPISODE (fixed)
The completely canon end
To Speak - What, How
To Speak - Circle of Stones
To Speak - Honor
To Speak - Resolve
Rythm change!
To Speak - Attack
CALL TO GUEST COMICS! TO ARMS! :)
To Speak - Counter
Guest comic guidelines
To Speak - The Monologue
Mini-update : To Speak - Power
To Speak - Weak Spot
To Speak - Stupid Games
To Speak - The Pillar
To Speak - Weight
To Speak - Reflexes
To Speak - The Answer
To Speak - The Helmet
To Speak - And The Sun Pierced The Clouds
To Speak - The Step
To Speak - What
To Speak - The Final Word
Beach Episode - part 1/2
Beach Episode - part 2/2
PSA about Chapter 3
Chapter 3 : Victory
Victory - The Song
Victory - Appraisal
Victory - Voices

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Kerrech

“On the next morning, she thought to have made it up. While she was still fumbling out of sleep, a blurry reality and vague lights around her, she remembered the precise words, and the iron pitcher shocked her fingers. There was something flowing through the walls, but it wasn’t water. Stars, maybe. Definitely something from a dead dream.” Anne of Maumesnil, Prose from the Path