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Inkwyrm (Podcast)
by demon_sloth
What happens in the fourth floor maintenance tunnel, stays in the fourth floor maintenance tunnel.Or the one where Mella and MORIS accidentally reveal some stuff and then lament over how gay they are.
Inkwyrm (Podcast)
by Silverhearted
Mella Sonder is really, quite confident that Annie could've gotten someone else to bandage her up.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
by lily_lovely
They're both waiting for one big moment, but they're not ready for it when it comes.
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by QwillReign
When the test was handed back, answers crossed out all over, red ink covering its pages, and on and on and on, Septimus panicked.
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by notparticularly
She wasn't supposed to have been up there, really.
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by QwillReign
Cerys was five months pregnant. Five. They had only broken up three months ago. She had truly never loved her. Not enough, anyway.Marcia would not cry. She couldn’t.
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by QwillReign
In which the rules of ghosthood are just a little bit different. Alther dies, and then he Awakes.
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by QwillReign
Marcia is in the darkest, deepest dungeon the Castle has.You know how this goes.But she can't quite remember.
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by JadeNightTheWriter
They call them the ExtraOrdinary Wizards, as if they're something Magykal, something different, special. Marcia never realized how hard it was, being the one above it all. Not before now.A character study of Marcia Overstrand and the events that take place during the ten-year timeskip in Magyk.
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by QwillReign
When Septimus pulls out the Questing Stone, there is nothing to be done. Or is there?
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by QwillReign
What really happened to Marcia below the castle? Could she even survive it?
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by forthehonorr
Marcia opened her window, gazing up at the sky with her piercing Magykal green eyes, the vague cold lingering in the air after the big thaw was refreshing to her still tired eyes, briskly she turned away from the window and adjusted her apprentice belt for the billionth time that morning, making sure her hair was just the way she wanted and exited her room. Quietly as she could she exited the rooms of the Extraordinary wizard and stepped onto the Wizard Tower staircase and, after checking for anyone else, put them on fast mode and hastily stepped into the main chamber of the Wizard Tower and breathed in the Magykal air with a sigh of contentment, knowing she would soon be seen by the very person she was trying desperately to avoid, she quickly ducked herself into one of the darker recesses of the great hall and waited for the telltale ring on the great doors.
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by triplefish213
They hadn't even made it halfway when she was holding out her child. “Isn't she beautiful?”
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by triplefish213
Alther's perspective of Marcia's time in Dungeon Number One (aka Qwilrains fic but to the left a little)
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by triplefish213
Welcome to I Write Angsty Marcia Fic And Nothing Else: Part 2
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage+1
by Chaos_creates
There is an old saying in the Castle, about the position of ExtraOrdinary Wizard:As you have gained it, so you shall lose it.It is almost forgotten by the time DomDaniel begins his apprenticeship. All there is left of it are stories told on long winter nights, and footnotes in the ancient books you might find at the Manuscriptorium.It has been a long time since anyone has had reason to believe it.Five times the ExtraOrdinary Apprentice inherits more than just a title, and one time they don't.
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by extra__ordinary
It’s a snowy, midwinter day when seventeen-year-old Marcia Overstrand arrives at the Wizard Tower, determined to be an Apprentice. But there’s another girl who just seems to be in the way.
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
Septimus Heap - Angie Sage
by BeeWrites
Time is an odd thing. It flows like a river, splitting and changing paths at every turn. If you look at it one way, there are a million possibilities, an unthinkable number of what-ifs, of paths that were irrevercably changed by one small, minor difference. This is one of them.After the Isle of Syren, Syrah Syara was left in a magykal coma. And then, she woke up.