12.2

[theladyrue]

It's dark here, in this bed of raven feathers

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[idolovestories]

Outside of the story, a man has been watching avidly as the tragedy unfolds. He has sat comfortably in his rocking chair, he has sipped tea and grinned manically, and now his eyes flare wider than usual.

"What?" he exclaims to himself. "Impossible! Did she just say my name?"

[theladyrue]

"You're out there watching, somewhere, aren't you?" Kraehe continues though she cannot hear his reaction, voice overlapping the end of his question.

[idolovestories]

Drosselmeyer's already impossibly wide eyes widen even further and his manic grin grows more wider.

"Aaaaaaah." He makes a tiny gestures and between one eyeblink and the next he's sitting in his rocking chair looking at Kraehe through a whole in space. "You have guts to call on me." He sounds like he is quite intrigued.

[theladyrue]

"I'll let you hear the best story ever," she offers, "the best story, with the best lead character."

She pauses slightly, and smiles. "That requires an appropriate stage, doesn't it?"