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She didn't sleep well last night, which is becoming something of a beginning-of-the-year habit for her. This year, though, the insomnia has little to do with being afraid that she's going to fail a challenge - the challenge, really, that made her a Spade - and more to do with...well. With the Deck. With what it's doing right now that feels, to her, like the beginnings of the magic crumbling.
It's not something she can really bring up to anyone, though, not even Victor; it's not like anyone can assure her she's wrong. So she's kept quiet about it, and kept herself busy with work, friends, wedding-planning, and deciding to take on a challenge to Six in the next couple of months. It works pretty well during the day.
Not so much at night.
It's not something she can really bring up to anyone, though, not even Victor; it's not like anyone can assure her she's wrong. So she's kept quiet about it, and kept herself busy with work, friends, wedding-planning, and deciding to take on a challenge to Six in the next couple of months. It works pretty well during the day.
Not so much at night.