𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 .

behold the grave of a moth

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[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

⠀
⠀MONA MEGISTUS, WHO SEEKS:

⠀𝘈 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴'
⠀𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳,
⠀𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴
⠀𝘰𝘧 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄.

⠀ #genshinrp - #girp
⠀ #genshinimpactrp - #mvrp

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

She thinks for a moment. Monday? But yesterday was —

Oh, gods. She must have been asleep for quite some time. She only hopes she hasn’t missed much.

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

She would have protested to being dragged - being touched at all made her skin crawl with fear - but she said nothing. She moved to keep up with him.

This wasn’t good, she thought to herself. She would have preferred to stay alone, but now that is going to be difficult.
—

[―― 𝐊ü𝐡𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐭. 🐈 @fauxbeing]

both of them were cowards, but when it came to more amicable interactions, if you could call this that,

he was not the one to fly so easily, as he had lingering empathy to her humanity,

her ever so degrading body.

it looked to be a curse to be her.

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

She could see Good Hunter up the wide central staircase, the people of Mondstadt.

Maybe it would be fine, then. To be in the company of another. That there was at least one other person nearby made her feel significantly less visible, strangely.
—

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

@fauxbeing for some escape route to beat a retreat.

"What day is it?" She says with a lower voice.

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

@fauxbeing She only caught herself a moment later and cleared her through; "I am... going to get something to eat. I'm famished."

She was mindful of what she was saying, but not what she was doing. She was visibly perturbed just being in proximity to him - looking around as if scanning
--

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

If she knew, if she knew —

She cannot know.

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

How sweet it is to think only of the little things.

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

It is difficult.

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

Of all people. This is the type that she fears the most. Her heartbeat hastens. Stones pool in her gut.

"I... I was not watching myself," She hastily mutters after snapping out of her long and awkward moment of silence. She stumbles to get back to her feet.

@fauxbeing

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

How long has it been? Time has slipped away from her again.

She touches her forehead, and though it is warm to the touch, inside she feels cold and clammy. A fever? No, not in this season. Just morning fatigue. Her sleep these days has not been easy, after all.
--

[𝕸𝐎𝐍𝐀, 𝕾𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝔑𝐀𝐌𝐄 . @TheSunInRags]

She falls over completely, landing unceremoniously. She was going to simply push herself to her feet and continue on without saying anything - but as she looks up, and realizes who she'd just avoided, she locks in place, mouth hung slightly agape.
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