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Aether Storm (Mara's Pocky Chain)
Main Entry
Timeframe : 1260's
“No, no, no.” She’s sprawled in the grass, skirt stretched between her hands, frantically rubbing at the fresh grass stains. “Aunt Kari’s going to kill me!”
Millie looks up at her, with what might be concern or might just be a cat being a cat, and meows.
“She’s not going to know.” She rubs and scratches at what was a new dress until her ears hum and the world spins and bits of green start to flake off on her fingers.
When she uncovers a tear, she utters a few words she’s heard from Momma. “That I can’t fix.”
Main Entry
Timeframe : 1260's
“No, no, no.” She’s sprawled in the grass, skirt stretched between her hands, frantically rubbing at the fresh grass stains. “Aunt Kari’s going to kill me!”
Millie looks up at her, with what might be concern or might just be a cat being a cat, and meows.
“She’s not going to know.” She rubs and scratches at what was a new dress until her ears hum and the world spins and bits of green start to flake off on her fingers.
When she uncovers a tear, she utters a few words she’s heard from Momma. “That I can’t fix.”