[ She hurts, along with the rest of her house (along with the rest of the world), but she burns brightly still — she is the spirit of ruin, after all, and ruin has been the word of the day. Even if it be her own ruin, she will meet it head-on.
Try as she might to keep still, she fidgets, walking circles about some of the exhibits, hands ghosting over the glass. ]
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Try as she might to keep still, she fidgets, walking circles about some of the exhibits, hands ghosting over the glass. ]