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[janetsdaughter]

Cassandra comes in from walking around outside for the last time. It's..partially to say goodbye, but mainly to calm her nerves. She sits down at a booth with a slight sigh and pulls out a bundle of letters. Carefully, she rereads them, makes a few changes, and begins to rewrite them.
She looks at the band on her wrist anxiously.
The waiting game is almost over.

No going back now.

[OOC: If anyone wants to thread with Cassandra, this is their last chance.]