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siffrin, the wanderer (
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2025-03-24 12:47 am (UTC)
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[ (...
You wake up.
The smell of burnt sugar lingers in your nose, but it isn't strong. This isn't another loop.
You're also wet, you notice, and after a moment--)
Siffrin sits up, staring blankly at the... vaguely
off
gardens, and presses a hand to their chest.
It aches a little.
(You hope it worked. Or did something, anyway.) ]
... Chara was right, I think.
[ Softly to themselves, before they stand, shaking the light snowfall off their cloak and padding to check out the
what happened to the castle why is it a Favor Tree now-- ]
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no subject
You wake up.
The smell of burnt sugar lingers in your nose, but it isn't strong. This isn't another loop.
You're also wet, you notice, and after a moment--)
Siffrin sits up, staring blankly at the... vaguely off gardens, and presses a hand to their chest.
It aches a little.
(You hope it worked. Or did something, anyway.) ]
... Chara was right, I think.
[ Softly to themselves, before they stand, shaking the light snowfall off their cloak and padding to check out the
what happened to the castle why is it a Favor Tree now-- ]