12/10/2025, 11:17 PM
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Her Мать was the first to arrive, the familiar scent of snow and pine catching on the cool breeze. Sreda's head would turn, expression typical and terse as her amythyst gaze grazed over the form of her silver mother. But something was off — unusual. An odd scent of decay lingered like a perfume, hovering above Valeska and cracking that perfect complexion.
Had Amaranth done something to her?
Мать,she would greet. Once a child, now a woman, and the black sheep of her family. But Valeska's eyes still held nothing but love for her unusual daughter.
Похоже, некоторые семена лучше всего прорастают в темноте.Sreda did not step forward, instead simply allowing her rump to slowly settle into the cold earth. Her tail would flick, moving to rest atop her toes as her gaze lingered on Valeska. Unwavering.
"How have you been?"
If only the answer could be as simple as the question.
There is darkness around us, Мать,the girl would croon, tufted ears flicking forward.
I ... have come to(ask you?)
tell you something.A mouth that never wavered would stumble on a subtle pause. Sreda's nostrils would flare, catching once more the lingering scent of decay.
She was distracted, that was all.
