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['Tias was tired, physically and emotionally drained from the past few weeks and she wasn't even one of the marked! Having to take care of more than the normal three in her "house" aside from herself was exhausting.
So she had finally stolen some time for herself in a dim room filled with plants, cool instead of humid. In her hands some string, knitting without even really thinking about the pattern since she's done it so many times. A hat.
Though it might be the soft humming that draws you to the room. A nursery rhyme from the past.]
So she had finally stolen some time for herself in a dim room filled with plants, cool instead of humid. In her hands some string, knitting without even really thinking about the pattern since she's done it so many times. A hat.
Though it might be the soft humming that draws you to the room. A nursery rhyme from the past.]