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[there's the soft sound of sheets rustling as somebody gets up; as per usual in this place, the journal is sitting open next to the bed on the nightstand; this time, the sounds of awakening are followed by a small gasp]
I- This isn't my bedroom. This doesn't look like any of the rooms in my uncle's citadel.
[the voice belongs to a young girl, sounding vaguely formal in speech even in shock; she's moving about the room now, and then there's the swooshing of the curtains being opened rather forcefully]
This... this doesn't look like Summersea at all!
[give her a moment; she's reaching for the connection between herself and her siblings, but... nothing.... they're still too far, it seems]
This must have been done with magic... but how? [there's a pause] No, first, I need to find out where exactly I've been taken to.
[feel free to interrupt her monologue by this point~]
I- This isn't my bedroom. This doesn't look like any of the rooms in my uncle's citadel.
[the voice belongs to a young girl, sounding vaguely formal in speech even in shock; she's moving about the room now, and then there's the swooshing of the curtains being opened rather forcefully]
This... this doesn't look like Summersea at all!
[give her a moment; she's reaching for the connection between herself and her siblings, but... nothing.... they're still too far, it seems]
This must have been done with magic... but how? [there's a pause] No, first, I need to find out where exactly I've been taken to.
[feel free to interrupt her monologue by this point~]