sixth | dream

[gonnadieee]

[ There's sand as far as the eye can see, no signs of life anywhere, save for one. A much smaller Crona is seated on the sand, holding her knees against her chest, a stick sitting at her side. She's seated inside of a circle she's traced in the sand. ]

This is my zone, inside the line.

[ ooc; backdated to during the curse. See this chapter for reference, and anybody is welcome to come bother her. ]