Echo (
screwthatnoise) wrote2013-07-29 04:16 pm
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A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.
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"Come along then."
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"The head, please. Toss it in."
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but yeah just watching this ]
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So she pulls out a flask and dumps it over the head to ignite a larger fire, which in turn lights the place up! Huh.
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Um... is there anything else you want us to do...? Can you tell the true heart she should come out and start taking care of her house...
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