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[afeatherpillow]

Once upon a time, there were two kings who lived in two separate kingdoms and sat upon two separate thrones; one kingdom was in a valley bathed in light and had bountiful harvests and green, green grass for all the livestock to live on, whereas the other was on a mountain bathed in darkness and suffered drought and famine and so forth, and many of

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[princesscliche]

[lMAO JUST

staring

in abject misery why is this even here...]

O-oh...[sniff.]

[princesscliche]

This never, ever happens in Andalasia! Not ever! [...a slight pause, grimacing and shaking her head.] Well, not never-ever, but...but never this terrible! The ogre was nowhere near this scary!

[afeatherpillow]

[Oh lord, there's some sputtering here. Katurian cannot deal with this fairytale stuff, okay. Not even for depressing talk time. He's practically star struck.]

Y-Yeah?

[princesscliche]

Uh-hunh...[sniff.] Oh...Ohhh, I'm sorry. Goodness. [swiping at her eyes again.] I certainly don't mean to...to...[her voice trails, lips pursed together tightly, unhappily.]

[afeatherpillow]

C-Could you-- Could you tell me about the orge? Or the well. Or-- I know all these things must be difficult for you to talk about, so you don't need to tell me, but I'd like to hear you talk about your world. Sometime.

[princesscliche]

[her face reads confusion.]

About Andalasia...? Oh, but. But it's not a bad place! Those were just...just...[one hand flutters, trying to snatch the words she wants.] Well. Well Andalasia isn't always like that at all. It's always been so nice and wonderful before...

[afeatherpillow]

No. [Sheepish. He isn't sure what he's doing, he just--]

I want to hear about your adventures.