She's here.
I can feel her in my bones, the same as old Chronos when the weather is about to turn. She's come to New Orleans, most likely for the same reason that's brought a lot of us here. There seems to be some cosmic draw like the one which originally +
@ForeverAForgery + promise to follow all the rules to the t.
*I glance awkwardly over at the tea set still sitting on the cart.*
Speaking of...shall I pour?
*I give a final glance to the supervisor, Greta I believe her name is, as she makes her way out +
+ myself, an ironic change from the ball so long ago that I didn't register, and said I wanted to take part in my own creation. Even now with the program being under my control, I meekly sought my desire.
"Please...if it's not too much...could she have hair +