bestowed upon us still. But my sister, my sweet sister... must she burden it all alone?
“𝑯𝒐𝒘?” Comes my question that somehow sounds like a strained whisper. “Are you not afraid?” @sacrifilver
With cheek so red and swollen — oh, obviously I had gotten hit — I come here in hopes to be alone. But the sudden encounter with my sister catches me off guard. “Da — Dairinne?” @sacrifilver
immediately. Quite the opposite we are, aren’t we? As usual. I am not upset, though. Not at her. There is just her words that I still need to process.
As her younger sibling, as the member of the same family, I surely know about it all, the fate none of us asked for and yet *͟
https://t.co/or4YIOXxg5 Thank you Hogwarts Event 14!
This would also most likely be my last HE (which was why I wrapped up the journey I started with the same character—Asuna), but this account would still be active in another form or reach out to connect in CA! ❤️
// otsu to panits, profs, staff, and fellow participants!
My apologies if any words or jokes during the event were out of line.
Thank you for the conversations, the writing, and for keeping Hydas (Lucretius, Noah, and Arlandric too) company.
And this will be my last HE.
@sacrifilver fleed the castle, after all.
“It’s... not nearly as blooming as yours,” I give an answer after a brief moment of silence. No lies uttered, though. After contemplating in my own head, I decide to ask then, “... what are you doing?”
@sacrifilver I do not dare to disturb her... no, should I intervene instead? From behind her, I peek, trying to see what she is doing. Making potions? Doing some sort of task? In... this situation? I don’t understand. She cannot be part of the opposite side, can she? Those people had *͟
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#𝐌OON: pak leonard kalau jadi karakter rpg pasti punya pasif/talent dengan deskripsinya "when leonard is on the field and gets attacked, he will immediately switch character to a random member of your party so they'll take damage instead of him."
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@sacrifilver 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆 doesn’t go unnoticed by me. So what is she doing here, all alone, in a potion room no less? To be alone like me? Or —
“Sister,” I take some hesitant steps forward, “What are you doing?”
@sacrifilver “Yes,” There is no reason for me to leave. A choice that I don’t regret, especially upon seeing that I am not alone here. Look, my sister is staying here as well.
But... our choices aside, the sharp scent hitting my nose is unmistakable. Surely the familiar sight of her *͟