who: Felicia
what: Memories and musings; a Sigil in quarantine
where: In Rafael's custody [either at his house or his sisters', idk]
She pressed her hands together. From her position on the new bed, Felicia could see the sun climbing great and terrible over the windowsill which faced her from the opposite wall. Early morning light scattered across
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