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[escardos]

do you ever want to stockpile your own blood over the course of a few years and then just go around and start spreading it everywhere before mysteriously disappearing, leaving suspicious amounts of blood throughout the city and turning your whole town into a crime scene which no one can adequately explain outside of somehow being simultaneously murdered at like eight mcdonalds????

or is that just me?

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[silksoul]

You speak in circles with no clear end and only of humans as well.

Your grudge must be pronounced if you punish strangers for a misstep they do not know they make.

[ She feels...pity, in a way. It reminds her of the past, and that raging, seething light, how it turned everything it touched into repeating, sleepwalking ghosts of themselves. A kingdom still bound by old sins and old mistakes.

(It reminds her of half-siblings with bone-white masks, trapped in orders given long ago.) ]

[escardos]

A grudge?

I wonder.

[silksoul]

If not then give your answers clearer.

[escardos]

No.

[silksoul]

More empty words then.

[escardos]

[ or perhaps no words. have fun being left on read ]

[silksoul]

[ She wasn't expecting a response anyway, so she's fine with that ]