Tyen-sah duh uh-muo... all of them.
Everything, everywhere, everyone, through her mind, in her mind, behind the looking glass, can't see them, but they're there... they're there...*From this point on, it sounds as though she's crying while ranting
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Misty morning. Judgment. Cradle rocks, soaked in blood.
Dolls.
Ceramic skin.
Hollow eyes.
Hollow soul.
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Death. Anathema. Antithetical to order. Chaos.
*strained, as if fighting through the madness*
...can't help her. Beyond...
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The pauper sings of bloodfeast.
The orphan cries a dirge.
The box. The place where the children shall die.
(OOC: <3 )
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You keep on talking, River.
Tell me all about it.
[ooc: ♥
Mal figures so long as she's talking, she's not getting into other trouble. 8D;]
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Fear.
All-consuming. Lights up the night sky.
DECAY! EVER-FULL OF HATRED CRIED THE CRONE UNTO THE SEA!!
*sobs for a moment, then it cuts out*
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Willow watcher waits within, wasting wanted water with wakened well-wights.
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Is there anything I could do to help? Perhaps bring more water?
(OOC: haha. She's totally confused, but she wants to help.)
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(OOC: She's switched from right-brain dominant to left-brain dominant...)
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