Leon Bronev
@leon-bronev.bsky.social
Scholar of archaeology. Father of two. || Azran Legacy spoilers.
...Thank you. Truly.
February 10, 2025 at 4:50 AM
...Thank you. Truly.
...I am not so certain. I have knowledge of a world where I did ... things no one would understand.
There is no good place for me left. I can only atone without forgiveness.
Perhaps this is just another fantasy of returning to the past.
There is no good place for me left. I can only atone without forgiveness.
Perhaps this is just another fantasy of returning to the past.
February 10, 2025 at 4:41 AM
...I am not so certain. I have knowledge of a world where I did ... things no one would understand.
There is no good place for me left. I can only atone without forgiveness.
Perhaps this is just another fantasy of returning to the past.
There is no good place for me left. I can only atone without forgiveness.
Perhaps this is just another fantasy of returning to the past.
...Are events to play out the same?
...Never mind that. I shall go. Even if it is no different. I will bare the risks if only to say goodbye another time.
...Never mind that. I shall go. Even if it is no different. I will bare the risks if only to say goodbye another time.
February 10, 2025 at 4:36 AM
...Are events to play out the same?
...Never mind that. I shall go. Even if it is no different. I will bare the risks if only to say goodbye another time.
...Never mind that. I shall go. Even if it is no different. I will bare the risks if only to say goodbye another time.
...I would ask to be with Rachel. If she would still accept me with all that I have done.
Perhaps not. The cell I see in my dreams will not grow more comfortable the longer I delay it.
Perhaps not. The cell I see in my dreams will not grow more comfortable the longer I delay it.
February 10, 2025 at 4:18 AM
...I would ask to be with Rachel. If she would still accept me with all that I have done.
Perhaps not. The cell I see in my dreams will not grow more comfortable the longer I delay it.
Perhaps not. The cell I see in my dreams will not grow more comfortable the longer I delay it.
...As am I.
It makes no difference. What is done is done.
It makes no difference. What is done is done.
February 10, 2025 at 4:09 AM
...As am I.
It makes no difference. What is done is done.
It makes no difference. What is done is done.
...I am sorry, Dimitri.
I know something of forgiveness. At least, something of receiving it, when it is not entitled to you. It would be simpler to just be hated, would it not?
...It is in part because of your "experiment" that I see this now.
I know something of forgiveness. At least, something of receiving it, when it is not entitled to you. It would be simpler to just be hated, would it not?
...It is in part because of your "experiment" that I see this now.
February 10, 2025 at 3:21 AM
...I am sorry, Dimitri.
I know something of forgiveness. At least, something of receiving it, when it is not entitled to you. It would be simpler to just be hated, would it not?
...It is in part because of your "experiment" that I see this now.
I know something of forgiveness. At least, something of receiving it, when it is not entitled to you. It would be simpler to just be hated, would it not?
...It is in part because of your "experiment" that I see this now.
Your gratitude would best not go unrewarded.
Loss of security, shelter...
...loved ones.
Outcasts and the grieving.
It doesn't matter. Targent compensates in exchange for loyalty with belonging.
...The same to you, Bloom.
Loss of security, shelter...
...loved ones.
Outcasts and the grieving.
It doesn't matter. Targent compensates in exchange for loyalty with belonging.
...The same to you, Bloom.
February 10, 2025 at 1:53 AM
Your gratitude would best not go unrewarded.
Loss of security, shelter...
...loved ones.
Outcasts and the grieving.
It doesn't matter. Targent compensates in exchange for loyalty with belonging.
...The same to you, Bloom.
Loss of security, shelter...
...loved ones.
Outcasts and the grieving.
It doesn't matter. Targent compensates in exchange for loyalty with belonging.
...The same to you, Bloom.
Thank you.
(He sticks the cigarette between his lips, lighting up the smoke. He notices Keats, but says nothing as he pulls the cigarette away from his mouth.)
...Heh. You seem loyal to me all the same. Does it matter?
(He sticks the cigarette between his lips, lighting up the smoke. He notices Keats, but says nothing as he pulls the cigarette away from his mouth.)
...Heh. You seem loyal to me all the same. Does it matter?
February 10, 2025 at 1:34 AM
Thank you.
(He sticks the cigarette between his lips, lighting up the smoke. He notices Keats, but says nothing as he pulls the cigarette away from his mouth.)
...Heh. You seem loyal to me all the same. Does it matter?
(He sticks the cigarette between his lips, lighting up the smoke. He notices Keats, but says nothing as he pulls the cigarette away from his mouth.)
...Heh. You seem loyal to me all the same. Does it matter?
I'm here, Bloom. There was some delay. Rook can't pilot an airship to save his own miserable life.
February 10, 2025 at 1:21 AM
I'm here, Bloom. There was some delay. Rook can't pilot an airship to save his own miserable life.
...I shall rest, then.
May you still be here if and when I wake, if I sleep at all.
May you still be here if and when I wake, if I sleep at all.
February 10, 2025 at 12:05 AM
...I shall rest, then.
May you still be here if and when I wake, if I sleep at all.
May you still be here if and when I wake, if I sleep at all.
...My office. I'll meet you at the Nest.
Though perhaps a visit to London wouldn't be so bad.
Though perhaps a visit to London wouldn't be so bad.
February 10, 2025 at 12:03 AM
...My office. I'll meet you at the Nest.
Though perhaps a visit to London wouldn't be so bad.
Though perhaps a visit to London wouldn't be so bad.
Sleep eludes me. But perhaps you are right.
I'm sorry, Rachel.
I'm sorry, Rachel.
February 9, 2025 at 11:32 PM
Sleep eludes me. But perhaps you are right.
I'm sorry, Rachel.
I'm sorry, Rachel.
Would you like to make yourself useful, Bloom?
Forget it and pick yourself up.
And get us a pack of cigarettes.
Forget it and pick yourself up.
And get us a pack of cigarettes.
February 9, 2025 at 11:30 PM
Would you like to make yourself useful, Bloom?
Forget it and pick yourself up.
And get us a pack of cigarettes.
Forget it and pick yourself up.
And get us a pack of cigarettes.
...The boys...
Rachel, what if I had told you that you had... passed, and our boys had... grown up? And all of us had changed...
...This is all nonsense, I know. Forgive me. I am confused as well.
Rachel, what if I had told you that you had... passed, and our boys had... grown up? And all of us had changed...
...This is all nonsense, I know. Forgive me. I am confused as well.
February 9, 2025 at 11:06 PM
...The boys...
Rachel, what if I had told you that you had... passed, and our boys had... grown up? And all of us had changed...
...This is all nonsense, I know. Forgive me. I am confused as well.
Rachel, what if I had told you that you had... passed, and our boys had... grown up? And all of us had changed...
...This is all nonsense, I know. Forgive me. I am confused as well.
A "scientist"? Quaint. I've never heard of you.
I've made a name for myself, on the other hand. I suppose the most ignorant of us cannot fathom the contributions of my research on the Azran.
I've made a name for myself, on the other hand. I suppose the most ignorant of us cannot fathom the contributions of my research on the Azran.
February 9, 2025 at 10:28 PM
A "scientist"? Quaint. I've never heard of you.
I've made a name for myself, on the other hand. I suppose the most ignorant of us cannot fathom the contributions of my research on the Azran.
I've made a name for myself, on the other hand. I suppose the most ignorant of us cannot fathom the contributions of my research on the Azran.
I... I can't. None of this makes sense...
...Never mind that. It is so good to see you again.
...Never mind that. It is so good to see you again.
February 9, 2025 at 10:25 PM
I... I can't. None of this makes sense...
...Never mind that. It is so good to see you again.
...Never mind that. It is so good to see you again.
...Fine. Yes, I'm disoriented and aching in the head and chest. I attributed it to the alcohol and nightmares but I can't be convinced much longer. Such weakness...
February 9, 2025 at 10:12 PM
...Fine. Yes, I'm disoriented and aching in the head and chest. I attributed it to the alcohol and nightmares but I can't be convinced much longer. Such weakness...
... I'm not sure. You were... gone.
Taken from us. And now you're here.
...I took what you told me to heart. My life's searching, to fulfill... our dream. It's been so long.
Taken from us. And now you're here.
...I took what you told me to heart. My life's searching, to fulfill... our dream. It's been so long.
February 9, 2025 at 9:20 PM
... I'm not sure. You were... gone.
Taken from us. And now you're here.
...I took what you told me to heart. My life's searching, to fulfill... our dream. It's been so long.
Taken from us. And now you're here.
...I took what you told me to heart. My life's searching, to fulfill... our dream. It's been so long.