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You're at the reintro. You're at the heartgame. You're at the combination reintro/heartgame.

Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.
- Pablo Neruda
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bought a bubblegum scented sword so the last thing
my enemies realise is how fun and cute i am
- wolfpupy

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And you fall.
There is a rush of wind, and what feels like the velvety brush of petals, and then thorns—a cloud of flowers so dense that already it is slowing your fall. And then it begins to suffocate you.
Just as it seems it might be too much to bear, you land at the side of a pond, its mirrorlike surface reflecting the dark sky above.
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she's just going to lie here for a hot second, thanks, and compose herself. and then she'll sit up. first she looks at the pond and her reflection—and then around, to see what else is here. ]
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Around you, there is—is this a battlefield? Then that vision, too, fades: it is only you, and the pond, and the night sky on which it all rests, spreading out in every direction.
A familiar instinct: To find her, drown yourself in a circle of stars.
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...ah. Well, done it before, why not again.
[ and she wades into the pond, letting herself sink below the surface. ]
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...But you hold yourself under, and you let the water fill your lungs as you submerge yourself completely.
It seems as though the water reflects the void not just on the surface but underneath, for it is dark, too dark to see anything—but there is not need to be afraid, for here the void is right, it is warm, it is good—and though it looked to only be a pond it's so, so much deeper than that, and you find yourself like a weight, sinking
down, and
down, and
down.
You emerge from the water to a different starry sky.