nineteen fancies
[Anne hadn't pushed the button. And though she knows it was the right thing to do -- or not to do, rather -- she still can't help feeling that maybe, if she had, she would have been reunited with Arthur and Merlin, even if only for a bit. She feels empty without them around; her life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes, but she cannot take comfort in that, or any other romantic way to phrase her pain. There's nothing romantic about any of this. It just hurts.
She's always enjoyed wandering the City, but now it is a compulsion with her, and she will sneak out at any hour of the night, sometimes telling Todd & Neil, more than often not. This is one of those times. She's just wandering aimlessly, not entirely dressed for the weather outside but far from caring.]
[ooc: Open for action with anyone! :3]
She's always enjoyed wandering the City, but now it is a compulsion with her, and she will sneak out at any hour of the night, sometimes telling Todd & Neil, more than often not. This is one of those times. She's just wandering aimlessly, not entirely dressed for the weather outside but far from caring.]
[ooc: Open for action with anyone! :3]