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deernet2021-10-25 07:14 am
blackmothwings) wrote in deernet2021-10-25 07:14 am
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[The feed flickers on, showing a poised young woman sitting at a piano in a room lit only by flickering candles. As she speaks, she plays a slow, gentle melody, in a way that's effortless. She makes it look easy.]
Next month will mark two years since I unwillingly left my home for a town of nightmares. As November creeps closer, it plays on my mind more frequently. So much has changed in that time.
[She doesn't stop playing, and she doesn't look at the Omni either. It almost seems like she's talking to no one at all, though that's far from the case.]
Trench shares similarities to my world. The theme of blood, of course, is unique to this city, but the aesthetic reminds me of home. And, I must admit, I appreciate being able to find dresses that suit my tastes. Likewise, I enjoy walking through streets and admiring buildings that look like they came from my world.
[A pause.]
Although I am reminded of my home far more often in Trench, I find myself no longer yearning for the comfort of my old mansion and its familiar surroundings.
[And that is... a huge deal for someone who had once been so terrified of leaving Allerdale Hall.]
Is this what it means to be free, I wonder?
[She pauses, her song stopping abruptly. Her eyes glaze over for a brief moment, and she appears to be contemplating whether she ought to say anything else or just cut the feed. Perhaps she's said too much already.]
Trench, I suspect, is as harsh and unforgiving as any other world. It is full of things that want to eat us alive and secrets that might be best left undiscovered. Therefore, I hope that you all adapt quickly to this new world. I hope you all conduct yourselves with care and caution.
[Is she... actually concerned? Is she mocking? Who knows!]
Good day, Trench. That is all.
[And with that, she quickly switches off the feed.]
Next month will mark two years since I unwillingly left my home for a town of nightmares. As November creeps closer, it plays on my mind more frequently. So much has changed in that time.
[She doesn't stop playing, and she doesn't look at the Omni either. It almost seems like she's talking to no one at all, though that's far from the case.]
Trench shares similarities to my world. The theme of blood, of course, is unique to this city, but the aesthetic reminds me of home. And, I must admit, I appreciate being able to find dresses that suit my tastes. Likewise, I enjoy walking through streets and admiring buildings that look like they came from my world.
[A pause.]
Although I am reminded of my home far more often in Trench, I find myself no longer yearning for the comfort of my old mansion and its familiar surroundings.
[And that is... a huge deal for someone who had once been so terrified of leaving Allerdale Hall.]
Is this what it means to be free, I wonder?
[She pauses, her song stopping abruptly. Her eyes glaze over for a brief moment, and she appears to be contemplating whether she ought to say anything else or just cut the feed. Perhaps she's said too much already.]
Trench, I suspect, is as harsh and unforgiving as any other world. It is full of things that want to eat us alive and secrets that might be best left undiscovered. Therefore, I hope that you all adapt quickly to this new world. I hope you all conduct yourselves with care and caution.
[Is she... actually concerned? Is she mocking? Who knows!]
Good day, Trench. That is all.
[And with that, she quickly switches off the feed.]
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[He gets it, he gets it so very much. ]
I'm sure we will. It'll just take some...adapting, is all.
I don't sorry [it missed his time by the tiniest of margins, tragic] but it's pretty. I think he was only just after my time. By like... a couple years tops. Which is nice given most things are usually at least a century after me.
[It's a refreshing change!]