[ It goes quiet. The sounds of the world around them fills in for where Caoimhe wishes to speak. ]
Do you remember...?
[ A gentle exhale. ]
- - Remember what you said to me... That day, when you saved me from the woods... You said, 'The Woods are cruel, Caoimhe. It's not something you can save. And it's gon' eat you alive too if you try to follow her footsteps.' [ Caoimhe gently reiterates what the other had told to her that day. ] .... Do you feel that way? Of the world around you - - when it is lost unto itself, or unto the ways where darkness creeps in all its weight?
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[ It goes quiet. The sounds of the world around them fills in for where Caoimhe wishes to speak. ]
Do you remember...?
[ A gentle exhale. ]
- - Remember what you said to me... That day, when you saved me from the woods... You said, 'The Woods are cruel, Caoimhe. It's not something you can save. And it's gon' eat you alive too if you try to follow her footsteps.' [ Caoimhe gently reiterates what the other had told to her that day. ] .... Do you feel that way? Of the world around you - - when it is lost unto itself, or unto the ways where darkness creeps in all its weight?