[Hymn #28] [Movement]

[a_severed_fate]

[It's a few minutes after midnight, dark, and hardly a creature is stirring. Tear is sitting on the floor outside of her apartment room with her arms wrapped loosely around her knees.]

...that wasn't...?

...it couldn't really be a...

[Tear frowns.]

...could it?

((OOC: Bring me your ghost stories?))