camille

[undread]

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[scrapdraught]

[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.]

[undread]

You don't have any real power. You're trapped.

[which maybe she does relish a bit, after feeling afraid of camille, but also feels sorry for her.]

[scrapdraught]

[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.]

[undread]

I know you didn't want this. You killed someone who was important to me. But I know it wasn't what you wanted.