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She smiles at Iphigenia as she follows her. Taking off her cloak she sits on the ground, as she takes the SpiritSword from her hip and lays it on the cloak, wrapping it up.
Donning her gloves once again, she looks at Ligeia, Ullalume, Claudia, and Miriam in turn, smiling as her eyes slowly dim to a pale amber/silver. The bloodstone in the bracer glows softly red as she looks at Ajax and Aesop, smiling as she sets her hands on her knees, motioning Raymond to sit next to her if he wants.
Pulling out the flask of elderberry wine, she hands it to Iphigenia wordlessly as she softly starts to hum an ancient song quietly to herself as she runs a gloved hand thru the grass, a single silver tear running down her cheek........
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May the moon always shine upon your face, and your imagination soar to the heavens.... Chan ann leis a’chiad bhuille thuiteas a’chraobh.
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