Chestef

  • A young tree growing in front of a white-painted brick wall.

    Planting Life in a Dying City (S5: Chotakytsai, E1)

    Chotaikytsai spends some time with Tsouchm and Chestef.

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  • Ivy growing across a brick wall. Text: there was something there. Kyawtchais could feel it, like a string coming together in eir fingers.

    Planting Life in a Dying City (S4: Kyawtchais, E9)

    Season Content Notes: (internalized) ableism Dinner was a pleasant memory and Kyawtchais had used up all eir fiber. Ey was debating whether to return to the SilentSpinner compound or stay there for the night. Kolchais had made it clear several weeks ago that ey was welcome, but Kyawtchais was still feeling eir way. Especially with…

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  • Planting Life in a Dying City (S4; Kyawtchais, E7)

    Content notes: internalized ableism Kyawtchais woke the next morning leaning against the compound wall with a blanket wrapped around em. Ey sat up cautiously and stretched. Eir mind had the dense settled feeling that told em it wasn’t worth trying to use voice-speech. Worse, some of the grey fog lingered, making eir thoughts slow and…

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  • Ivy growing over a brick wall. Text reads: "Not speak if not want to," ey said, "but I curious too."

    Planting Life in a Dying City: Kyawtchais (S4, E3)

    In the evening, Kyawtchais joined the family at their hearth for dinner. As they ate, the small-one, once-weaver asked tall-Lefeng to tell a tale of the mountains, of how the tall-one killed the great cat whose skin made the small-one’s new cloak. Kyawtchais’ fingers started dancing at that. Ey had noticed the cloak, made of…

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  • Planting Life in a Dying City (S3: Kolchais, E6)

    Season content notes: ableism, internalized ableism, violence, autistic meltdown Like most mornings, Kolchais woke slowly. Eir thoughts moved sluggishly, fighting their way through a haze of pain. Ey reached out, confused, and felt a warm spot next to em. Lefeng. Always up and active as soon as possible. Kolchais rolled over and buried eir head…

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  • Planting Life in a Dying City (S2 Finale)

    Season content notes: The next day Tsouchm and Lefeng went out again to turn logs into boards for the city. Tchyawfu met them again but said little. And nothing of their discussion the day before. Tsouchm left em to eir silence. Some things need a little time; others need a lot of time. On the…

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  • Planting Life in a Dying City: The Scrape (S2 E3)

    Season content notes: Tsouchm scooped up the over-energetic Chestef, and together they walked Chotaikytsai to the gate. The council meeting would start early and run most of the day. Chotaikytsai carried the scribe-rod that permitted eir to speak for them. Ey wore the skin and fur of some great beast over eir shoulders like a…

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  • Planting Life in a Dying City — The First Night (S2 E1)

    After a lifetime as a loner with no family, Tsouchm must now step up to become a parent and grandparent to five orphans, and a spouse to the love ey thought far beyond eir reach. Lefeng’s determination took them this far. Can Tsouchm find it in eirself to step forward and help not only eir…

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  • Planting Life in a Dying City: Season 1, Episode 11 — The Grandparents

    Season Content Notes: Natural disaster/death, ableism While Chotaikytsai spoke with eir visitor, Lefeng and Kolchais continued discussing what they needed to build a new home. “I don’t know how much any of it will cost, but we also need money for food and drink and the bathhouse,” Kolchais was saying, “And no matter how much…

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  • Planting Life in a Dying City: Season 1, Episode 10 – The Decision

    Season Content Notes: Natural disaster/death, ableism When they returned to the compound, Chotaikytsai had gotten Chestef to take a nap and was working the garden. Kolchais tried to join em but Chotaikytsai took one good look at Kolchais’ face and insisted ey sit down and eat something. Ey had done enough today. Kolchais protested that…

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