[She stops then, the scream dying on her lips. Ah. It's the girl. The girl that the girl known as Nona decided to love, even though she never knew what it meant in the slightest.
There's a weight in the creature's belly. In Anastasia's belly. Is this grief again? Why grieve that girl when there's so much more to grieve?
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There's a weight in the creature's belly. In Anastasia's belly. Is this grief again? Why grieve that girl when there's so much more to grieve?
So she just lets out a grunt.]
The thief of stolen power felled this shell.
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