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In celebration, we've released the first part of a new story set in the Curse Words universe -- a magical murder mystery.<...

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1.51: Unguarded

 

The three of us settled down on hastily de-papered chairs in Instruktanto Miratova’s office. Kylie and I had seen this before, but Max looked a little unnerved at the scriptural chaos around him. Quite possibly he’d never seen somebody use a teaspoon as a bookmark before.

I...

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1.50: Releasing Pressure

 

“Huh,” Max commented.

I snatched for the ring, which just resulted in me slamming my fingertips against Max’s forcefield. I yelped.

“Give it to me,” I said.

Max didn’t. “This certainly merits some study.”

“Study? Study?! You know wha...

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1.49: Staff Shortage

 

There were more pieces of cauldron still embedded in the staff than I thought, and with a roar, they went everywhere, tearing gashes in Max’s neatly pinned notes and impaling themselves in his pillows. One piece slammed against the force field right in front of my nose. Of most con...

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1.48: Always Read the Terms and conditions

 

“They sent a nice man in a suit with a lot of paperwork, to explain it to us. He said there was a school, where people like me could learn to control their curses. They could provide funds to pay all my medical bills. I was too young to go to the school right away; it’s a curricu...

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1.47: The Price of Purity

 

Talbot had not, of course, been in the gym at the precise moment I wanted to talk to him. That would have been convenient, and the universe just hates being convenient for me. Instead, because I couldn’t contact Initiated students through the intranet’s messaging system, I’d ju...

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1.46: The Least Dangerous Option

 

“They’re going to send me home, aren’t they?” Home to a dying Matt, the media, the trial hanging over my head.

“That’s very unlikely.”

“What? I can’t exactly stay here!”

“While Skolala Refujeyo have the right to cancel your scholarship at any t...

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1.45: Options for non-player characters

 

With a grunt of effort, Magistus pushed the bar up for the twenty fifth time. I caught the weight and settled it onto its rack.

“Woo! Told you I could do it.” He sat up and mopped the sweat off his face. “Looks like your arm’s healed. Why aren’t you messing around on ...

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1.46: A Complicated Array of Interlocking Systems

 

“I know some magical theory,” Clara said cautiously. “Not much about curses in particular. What do you want to know?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “I’m… mostly just confused by everything anyone’s said so far. This whole place is like ‘oh, hey, let’s vi...

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1.43: Diplomacy

 

A few days later, I settled down in the library and started to write.

Dear Mum and Dad,

I can’t wait for all this stuff to be over. The sooner we can put all this behind us and move on, the better, I think.

Have they set a...

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1.42: Ultimatum

 

The portal took us to the dormitory corridors, pretty close to our own room. We were well into what most of the student body thought of as ‘night’ based on class schedules, so managed to make it back to our dorm without having to explain to anyone why we were exhausted, mildly ab...

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1.41: The Tower

 

The room at the centre of the building was some kind of hall, although it was like no hall I’d ever seen before. It was about the size of a house, and completely circular. Stone benches stood in even rows, all facing a podium at one end of the room, but there was a space in the mid...

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1.40: The Palace

 

The sandstorm approached both faster and slower than I expected. As we ran, trying not to stumble on the shifting sand, I thought, it can’t be like the movies, right? They make sandstorms come up really fast for dramatic effect. This’ll be slower.

It was, but not q...

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1.39: When Shall We Three Meet Again

 

It was night on the island. A sliver of moon just barely outlined the distant waves in one direction and trees in the other; closer objects were illuminated by the fierce orange of a large bonfire built on the sand.

Talbot stood with his back to the flames, gazing out over the ...

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1.29: Picking Up

 

Ten minutes later, we were sitting by the waterfall, watching water rush and bubble down the stream.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah. You okay?”

“Mmm.”

We were silent for a bit.

“I guess I’m used to the idea now,” I said. “I mean… it...

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1.28: There Are No Jokes In This Chapter

 

“Our next guest,” Instruktanto Miratova announced, “is Lord Castlemaine of the Central Circle, who has taken valuable time out of his schedule to come here today.” She shot the class a scorching look that said louder than any words could ‘if you embarrass me, you’ll end u...

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1.27: Familiar Circumstances

 

When Instruktanto Miratova walked into class, it was hard not to notice the bright blue of Malas’ magic coating her entire hand, like she was wearing a disposable glove. I glanced at Kylie next to me, who shrugged.

I hadn’t seen either Kylie or Max since I’d stormed out o...

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1.26: Male Bonding

 

I woke up and stared at the unfamiliar wall for a few seconds.

Well, given the uniform design of Refujeyo dorms, the wall itself was quite familiar, as was the little desk and dresser against it. What was unfamiliar was the absence of all my stuff.

Right, new room. Becaus...

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1.25: Secrets Between Friends

 

Paper crackled under my feet as I paced up and down the room. Kylie sat cross-legged on her bed, hugging her tablet to her chest, watching.  

“It has to be a coincidence, right? Prophecy, evocation – those are pretty common words.”

“You really believe that?...

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1.24: Family fights

 

“So mum was a Brandt, right? Well, I suppose that’s pretty obvious, given my startling good looks. This ain’t no Cottingly chin. I know, I know – a Brandt marrying a Cottingly, insane right? Everyone thought so. Her family disowned her and everything, and the Cottinglys only ...

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1.23: Exceptionally Fun at Parties

 

There was some level of awkwardness as we got ready for Magista’s party. Max glanced between Kylie and I, who were avoiding eye contact, but didn’t say anything.

“Now, remember to have a good time,” Max said with a glassy smile as he checked his hair for the twentieth t...

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1.22: Family Ties

 

We looked at Max. We looked at the butcher paper.

“How?” Kylie asked.

“I’ll overcome the transposable tag confusion by mapping on a Julian phase!”

“Which is what, exactly?” I asked.

Max explained. I counted two ‘transdimensional’s and four ...

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1.21: The Cowards of Omelas

 

Through supreme effort of will, I managed not to jump and yelp like an idiot. Instead, I turned calmly to meet the person.

Who turned out to be two people. The one who had spoken was very short, barely taller than me, although she was at least twice as wide. She wore her orange...

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1.20: Solar Navigation

 

The timing of the sunrise placed Skolala Refujeyo pretty close to the Greenwich meridian, but to be more specific was going to involve some complicated maths. Not for the first time, I missed the internet. Finding out where we were would be so damn easy with google. I could google th...

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1.19: Shopping II: Return of the Shopping

 

I found Max outside, in the valley we’d arrived in. He was watching the waterfall, standing just far enough back to avoid being splashed.

“So the mismatched corridor thing,” I said, coming up beside him. “The stone all looks pretty much the same to me; same coloured and...

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1.18: Primary School Algebra

 

As much as I wanted to figure out what was going on with my dorm, I had a maths class. I posted my letter, rushed in and grabbed a seat next to the only person in the classroom I recognised (Clara) seconds before Instruktanto Cooper strode in.

“So,” he said, not bothering w...

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1.17: How Not To Avoid Parties

 

Dear Mum and Dad,

Okay, it’s been over a week and I’m still alive. Do not Storm the Gates.

This place is fine actually. Weird, but fine. I’ve made a few friends and one of the girls is throwing a kind of getting-to-know-you ...

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1.16: The Price of Magic

 

Our first lesson at Skolala Refujeyo was Basic Magical Theory. I walked into the classroom two minutes before class to find that most people were already there and seated. Max was next to Clara, the girl he’d called too young for school, and Kylie was sitting with a girl in a hijab...

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Patron early access chapter 7: Sensible Decisions

 

It was actually going pretty well until the thing grabbed me.

I’d been pulling myself through the water with long, easy strokes, and then, suddenly, something was wrapped around my left ankle. My immediate thought was that I’d caught my leg on a bit of seaweed or something,...

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Six.

 

I tried not to panic. 

There was nothing, I reasoned, to be frightened of. I couldn’t possibly be the first kid to wander off the path like this, so there must be procedures in place for this kind of thing. There was probably a tracking spell of some kind, right? Any mom...

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