[open] Crowns of flowers on our heads; a n y

[Cyprin]

An old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart, and a beautiful mind Cyprin’s eyes twinkle with fascination and wonder as Briella dives headfirst into a tale that is far older than the child. Terrifying, the Dark God, kill. A chill cartwheels down the girl’s back as she inches barely closer, her ears standing sentinel to catch every word, every syllable, every breath. Briella’s voice, tethered with the tale, creates a dreamcatcher that traps Cyprin and unravels into a vivid scene every time she closes her eyes to blink. She can see the numbers flocking toward the Dark God and obeying his command. A whimper creeps from her chest whe she imagines the magician and his demise that polluted all of Beqanna. Still, she says nothing, too entranced by this woven epic to ever consider interrupting. Would she have survived? Would mother have shielded her from the infections that clawed at so many thoughts and minds? She recalls those evenings when mother or Castile mentioned what the day brought – bloody noses, hacking coughs, delusional thoughts – and Cyprin shudders to think herself in that type of world. So, she muses, that must make Briella a hero of sorts, or at least far braver than she could ever dream to be. The compliment flirts with the edges of her lips, but instead she finally murmurs, ”I’m happy you made it.” How tragic would it have been for the world to lose someone so beautiful and so kind? It isn’t just the plague that Briella endured, but also this second world that swallowed her into ab abysmal void. ”I cannot even imagine,” her head shakes and scatters her locks, ”I would miss everyone so much.” To not have her family, or even friends (despite how rare they are) sends an unsettling bristling throughout her body before her previous compliment for Briella finally surfaces and makes it past her obsidian lips. ”You are so brave and strong to have survived it all. That’s so amazing.” Her voice is sincere, still bubbling with wonder. Cyprin lior and nayl

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@[Briella]