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Amaranth: A Dream
...whose battles called her far from home.
She slew the thing she feared most, and conquered the land that feared her.
As she fought, far away, she knew her children needed guidance.
She knew they faced tyrants.
She knew they faced fear.
In her homeland, things were broken.
So, she held up her hand before the sun, and cast a shadow on the world, and drowned the troubles of her home in darkness.
"Survival's a long reach," she said.

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...I'm sorry.
[ And she disappears. Now it's just the two of you, and ruined fields as far as the eye can see. ]
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Even in her dreams I'm a freakin' monster. What a joke.
[ --but. she'll start walking back, shoulders hunched, without turning to Shrike again. ]
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[ glancing out over the once-beautiful fields—
this is all feeling very very bad. ]
...I think the dream's almost over, anyway.
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Good! Then I can make sure she never has to worry about putting me down like a rabid dog or somethin'!
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But, ah... I suppose I'll look for where she went.
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-- no, normal arms. She changes back to normal, shoulders hunched, and slowly follows after Shrike. ]
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