[ she understands, she does, because it sounds exactly like something she would have done just a couple years ago. time has tempered her, as has the darkness that has cast itself over the galaxy as a whole. she breathes, thankful nothing about the fire is real, and composes her inner turmoil.
from there she moves ahead and heads into the largest room. a library lined with shelves of books from wall to wall, an old piano that looks more for show than use, and a chair surrounded by knives. dramatic. ]
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[ she understands, she does, because it sounds exactly like something she would have done just a couple years ago. time has tempered her, as has the darkness that has cast itself over the galaxy as a whole. she breathes, thankful nothing about the fire is real, and composes her inner turmoil.
from there she moves ahead and heads into the largest room. a library lined with shelves of books from wall to wall, an old piano that looks more for show than use, and a chair surrounded by knives. dramatic. ]