It's a little funny, in hindsight. Ciel was so fixated on keeping to herself back then when she first found herself in this dreamscape, went out of her way to avoid anyone in her way even after. The hooded girl's huddled posture, how she keeps her head low as if doing her best to not be perceived, and the way she shies away from the light... It's strangely familiar and nostalgic, with a faintly bitter aftertaste.]
Miss?
[The voice that calls out is soft and gentle, at her side in the dark. She's bumped into something more adequately described as soft over hard. Maybe it's time to look up?]
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It's a little funny, in hindsight. Ciel was so fixated on keeping to herself back then when she first found herself in this dreamscape, went out of her way to avoid anyone in her way even after. The hooded girl's huddled posture, how she keeps her head low as if doing her best to not be perceived, and the way she shies away from the light... It's strangely familiar and nostalgic, with a faintly bitter aftertaste.]
Miss?
[The voice that calls out is soft and gentle, at her side in the dark. She's bumped into something more adequately described as soft over hard. Maybe it's time to look up?]