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[It's late in the day, slowly becoming night, and Namine is still working on several drawings in the library at one of the tables. Her previous drawings are scattered across the table, morbid pictures of broken glass and stained papers. There's a picture of Simon with some poor "patient", another of Vexen, and plenty of Riqis in there as well. Yotsuba and the Queen take up another hefty sum of the pictures, but it doesn't look like she's satisfied with any of them.
Now? Now she's drawing a broken mirror, etching it with strange markings that she doesn't seem to be able to control.]
What did the cat say? That it would be over, eventually?
[She shakes her head and sighs.]
Now? Now she's drawing a broken mirror, etching it with strange markings that she doesn't seem to be able to control.]
What did the cat say? That it would be over, eventually?
[She shakes her head and sighs.]