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Peanut Butter - Metal
Main entry
Timeframe : 1152
Berwyk is not at his desk. Which means he is at her bed. Eli opens the door quietly, but his friend still hears him and looks up.
The rings under his eyes are nearly as dark and deep as those etched across Mabel’s skeletal features.
“She needs a new heart,” says Berwyk. He waves a shaky hand towards her chest, where her dressing gown has been pulled loose, baring ashen flesh criss-crossed with freshly inked sigils. “I’ve been working to build her one.”
Main entry
Timeframe : 1152
Berwyk is not at his desk. Which means he is at her bed. Eli opens the door quietly, but his friend still hears him and looks up.
The rings under his eyes are nearly as dark and deep as those etched across Mabel’s skeletal features.
“She needs a new heart,” says Berwyk. He waves a shaky hand towards her chest, where her dressing gown has been pulled loose, baring ashen flesh criss-crossed with freshly inked sigils. “I’ve been working to build her one.”