When next we find Severine she is a wick of flame against a dreary backdrop; there are no trees here, and the mountainside is only a blurry shadow to the south. The grass of this field (she does not know what else to call such an empty place) is short, dry, and very nearly as colorless as the scattered clouds overhead. Some of her quick-step is interrupted by shapes in the earth—she thinks they are rocks, or some such thing buried—yet as Severine goes to investigate one of these odd things, she finds nothing beneath the surface; no objects buried, no odd smells... It is peculiar.
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There's ground to break, whatever's still to come. - by Séverine - October 28, 2025, 11:13 AM
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