a cavern for a body, the deeper darker kind
for all I hear are echoes, repeat inside my mind
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reidentify: (♔ stick)
[Bottled letter in hand, he sets out to find someone he doesn't normally talk to—someone who, admittedly, has no reason to trust him.

... Maybe this isn't a wise move (all the more with the wind and snow raging around them, making it difficult to think at times). Still, he needs to try.

Once he finds Lucina, he approaches.]


... Lucina? Are you busy at the moment?
reidentify: (♔ stick)
[Things are getting even more difficult, but they're all trying their best—at least, Lief hopes they are.

This time, he doesn't have any kind of speech to make, since he's among friends for the most part. Instead, simply,]


Our deadline [until DEATH] is steadily approaching, and though I have no doubt that many of us are consulting with one another in private, perhaps it is prudent to speak as a larger group as well.

With that said, what do we do now that we know the objectives of the Sirens and the Wickies?
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