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Shrike's Heart (#1)
The woman before you is beautiful—fair of features, with lovely golden skin and luxurious long black hair, petite. You have the immediate and distinct impression that she's just let go of your hand, and she steps back, and smiles.
It's not quite a happy smile.
"I'm sorry," she says. "There's just nothing I can do, as things are. But the way is there; it just needs to be lit."
You open your mouth—maybe to say something, or to express confusion—but you have to cough, and taste something metallic, spattering black blood onto the ground in front of you. Then you realize—blood seeps from opening wounds in your arms, your chest, your stomach, your face. It rims your eyes and trails from your nose and you feel like you're dissolving—
—and you fall through the ground like it's the surface of a lake, and go down, down, down.
> Wake Up
It's not quite a happy smile.
"I'm sorry," she says. "There's just nothing I can do, as things are. But the way is there; it just needs to be lit."
You open your mouth—maybe to say something, or to express confusion—but you have to cough, and taste something metallic, spattering black blood onto the ground in front of you. Then you realize—blood seeps from opening wounds in your arms, your chest, your stomach, your face. It rims your eyes and trails from your nose and you feel like you're dissolving—
—and you fall through the ground like it's the surface of a lake, and go down, down, down.
> Wake Up
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The drawing is of avante en garde's Cardigan; laid out in front of it are a golden spear, a bottle of sake, and a bouquet of amaranth flowers tied with a white string. ]
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that's telling, looks around sharply, is there anyone else from avante here?]
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there's also a shrine for the man that Jay just killed; it has an offering of a child's toy doll. ]
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figures he should help. lest she run out time and get caught on fire
so gathering it all up to pull it out of the building]
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[ this is GRANNY'S. we can't let anything happen to her stuff. ]
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[grunting, he's helping though, look he's helping!!]
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[ there. not grandpa. let's just carry these items down the path ]
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you successfully help her grab the Cardigan shrine; anything else you want to get? The building is not immediately going to catch on fire, though it's mostly trinkets. ]
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DON'T CALL HIM GRANDADD!!!]
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Even Kestrel can tell--these are IMPORTANT THINGS. ]
... We can't let these get destroyed.
[ SCOOPING THEM UP!!! like the whole fucking shrine. MUST PROTECC ]
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protecc grandma ]
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We need to find a safer place for these things! Someplace without fires and war!