forefall: (wise men do not have beautiful ones)
Fᴏᴜʀ ([personal profile] forefall) wrote in [community profile] superhell 2023-02-19 07:47 pm (UTC)

[ four is barely listening to the textbook voice, to the audience, to the children, to anything. all she can focus on is herself because if she doesn't, who will? she chokes on her own sobs, as the rot gets to her.

she can't let it end like this. how could this happen to her? lu bixing is coming over to help her, the textbook a narration of his intent, but all she can think is, he's coming to kill me. he's going to kill me. he never meant anything he said to me. he could never love me. he would never love me. no one would!

through the pain, she stands up. her resentment seethes and empowers her. her shadow writhes and grows with every ting of a bell. with every beat, it grows and grows and grows. amidst this desolate city scene, the shadow blooms before it swathes the entire stage in darkness.

nothing can be seen, but bells can still be heard.

let's sing to the world's end. ]

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