[Sieglinde didn't want to listen to those words, because to her... they were far too late. What was the point now in acknowledging that she had missed out on a proper childhood? That all the things that had happened to her, that that woman, the one who claimed to be her mother, had made her into someone who created things to kill people...
What was the point in thinking on that now, in this place, where she could ignore it and pretend to still be the Green Witch, to be someone who helped people, who healed, and-
Her brow furrowed deeper, frown tightened along with her fingers on the book she was trying to stay upright holding, finally stepping back a bit in order to lean her weight on the skull-faced canine that stayed by her side.]
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What was the point in thinking on that now, in this place, where she could ignore it and pretend to still be the Green Witch, to be someone who helped people, who healed, and-
Her brow furrowed deeper, frown tightened along with her fingers on the book she was trying to stay upright holding, finally stepping back a bit in order to lean her weight on the skull-faced canine that stayed by her side.]
Have you been here all night?
[Why couldn't they just talk about that?]