[heart game]
There is a click, a soft urging, almost whispered too soft to hear, but you can sense that you are being beckoned somewhere, lead to an elaborate open door with wood panels and great curls of gold leaf. You cannot see what is beyond the door, but it smells sour and sharp. Before you can turn over the thought of should you or shouldn't you, if you are the kind, there is a quiet push at your back and through the door you go . . .
Join #supersafe, because I like being misleading. When in doubt, use this for flower meanings if you character is the type . . .
Join #supersafe, because I like being misleading. When in doubt, use this for flower meanings if you character is the type . . .
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Gilbert closes his hand over a branch of the hedge, and he releases it to reveal a white periwinkle flower.
"That should do, right?"
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[running lightly to return to Yuri's room; puts the periwinkle on his book and returns with the plum]
Can we just return it, or should it be burned, for a proper funeral...?
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[kneeling down and doing that just under the thorny hedge, heedless of her dress; marks the place with a stone properly and gets back up after]
There... lead on.
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"I'll ask Vincent ... He changes this a lot."
Time for a quick road trip to the first gate! Whether she comes in or not, Gilbert is just going to poke Vincent awake to get an answer before letting him go back to his nap.
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He's very tired... has he been getting enough rest?
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"He always sleeps enough. It's just weakness... "
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[looking around her curiously]
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"He resists. It's his nature to push everything out, so letting something in ... It's hard."
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[what spot was that that he skirted? making a note of it on the way, and going to put her hand on this new gate]
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When she enters . . .