[The video opens on a room that may be familiar to some. The familiar
mobile of feathers and bones clattering in the open window, the large
skull hung above the bed. A
goldfish turns lazy circles in its jar in the window.]
What's its name? [A masculine voice, a few may recognize as
dirt-heart.]
[A softer voice follows, Eden's,] Her name is Abital. And
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[Strange, but original too. he keeps that to himself, since he knows that Eve is fond of those things.]Are those really small birds?
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[She brings the portal closer to the jar.]
Yes, four of them.
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[It was her favorite place, she spent most of her time wandering around there.]
I assumed they were always that small...
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[BLaien needs to find a weird present for her. Like earnings made of bones or something, idk.]
You have a point, maybe they were.
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[She remains convinced Promenade is the city of dreams it claims to be.]
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[Augury is not one of her stronger arts, not beyond crow-sign and that had more to do with her father than it did with her. Morrisons did better with the haruspex, entrails fresh in hand.]
And, of course, who dreams them.
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[Haruspex?]
Ah, I see. That would be me, of course.
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[She tilts her head slightly.]
But dreams have never been... my family's gift.
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That's ok. What was your family forte?
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[Although, at the bottom of the heap, it wasn't really Eden who benefitted from that strength. She had more here on her own, without her sisters leeching from her.]
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