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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-30 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Everything is okay now! we are all golden we are gucci

Though Camille still looks like she's watched her own house burn down.]


Laudna...Can you... [She inhales through her teeth. Comes to the barrier, hands to the border.] Why did you come?
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-30 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's a poetic way to put it.]

Yeah? [She chokes on a laugh. It would have been pathetic anyway. A tear leaks from one eye, then the other.] And what do you see, Laudna?

[It can't be anything good.]
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-07-01 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Trapped. Yeah, that about sums it up. It's the Matryoshka dolls of confinement. Can't leave the village, can't leave the barrier, can't escape this fate.]

I never wanted power. I just want to vanish.

[The word thrums on the back of her neck. It doesn't do much to quiet her today.]