Madelyne stares at the tree a moment longer, expression distant and inscrutable, before shaking her head. "Let's head over."
Her door is impossible to miss; it's the one carved with flaming pentagrams and crowned with bone. Her nostalgic smile would probably unsettle many other people, but she doubts it will bother Edwin.
As she opens it she murmurs, "You know, I've had three of these, and this is the first time he got it right."
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Date: 2024-07-02 05:47 pm (UTC)Madelyne stares at the tree a moment longer, expression distant and inscrutable, before shaking her head. "Let's head over."
Her door is impossible to miss; it's the one carved with flaming pentagrams and crowned with bone. Her nostalgic smile would probably unsettle many other people, but she doubts it will bother Edwin.
As she opens it she murmurs, "You know, I've had three of these, and this is the first time he got it right."