*Another one shafted by the reality shift...*

[faylenlon]

* Something's changed about Faylen. Physically, she looks the same -- only she's holding herself differently. One hand remains on her boomerang at all times; instead of simply sitting down, she finds a wall to lean against. Only when she's got solid stone against her back does she let herself relax, just a fraction, breath coming out in a heavy sigh.*

Ever been trapped by your dreams? *She shakes her head, then laughs bitterly:* Or get what you always thought you wanted, but not on your terms?