[ It's a story, just a story, something to take off -- oh, missing home, her encroaching death, she expects nothing and wants even less from Lapis of all people. Perhaps something to just shut her eyes too, dream of something else to fill the time. So long amongst courtiers at least gave her practise in tuning out too long winded words.
Perhaps she's expecting Lapis to be long winded and over wretched about her imprisonment. She isn't expecting the blunt line of it.
Draw her in. Something, something she might relate to. She's dying, but she has spent a great deal looking down the barrel of an eternity in conflict, always bloody, never ending. Until it claimed her too she supposed.
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Perhaps she's expecting Lapis to be long winded and over wretched about her imprisonment. She isn't expecting the blunt line of it.
Draw her in. Something, something she might relate to. She's dying, but she has spent a great deal looking down the barrel of an eternity in conflict, always bloody, never ending. Until it claimed her too she supposed.
Or this one did. ]
How did you escape it?