She shoots colors all around, like a sunset going down

[knightsdaughter]

Molly Carpenter wanders through the carnival at Xanadu, more curious than concerned. She wouldn't be entirely surprised to see someone she knew, but hasn't run into them so far

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[returntous]

Mabel has bad memories involving carnivals. On the outskirts of the town her aunt lived in, there was an old, run-down amusement park. It was shut down, had been for years. Rumors went wild about why, teenagers broke in and spray painted crude messages on decaying statues of nursery rhyme figures, but even they didn't stay long.

Mabel eventually found out why.

This carnival was no better. It was full of people and laughter, color and sound. She's standing in the middle of it, forcing the crowd to part around her. She's very still, brow furrowed in concentration.

Something was screaming, and she was the only one who could hear it.

[knightsdaughter]

"Hey - hey." Molly comes up to the woman, frowning a little in worry. "Are you alright?"

[returntous]

"Huh?" It was on the tip of Mabel's tongue to dismiss Molly with something sarcastic, but she liked the color of the girl's hair. It was enough to make her reconsider.

"Yeah, just thought I heard something." She turns her attention back to the crowd, frowning. "Can't seem to figure out where it's coming from."

[knightsdaughter]

She frowns a little harder, in thought. "Can you describe it at all?" It was too bad Harry wasn't here; he was phenomenal at picking up faint sounds when he put his mind to it.