[She says with a sigh, and mostly means it. For better or for worse, Drearburh is in her right down to the - haha - bones, but that doesn't mean she's looking at it now that it's behind her through the rose-tinted glasses of nostalgia. She reaches again for her drink as the deep, chill caverns of the Ninth open up to her in her minds eye, the bruise-coloured darkness she'd lived her life within, the sensation of being dislocated from time and all meaning.
Nav is a Niner name, she's more Ninth than she ever thought she'd claim to be, and still she wouldn't wish that cold, decaying place on anyone. What was it that mayonnaise-looking bastard Silas had said? It was never really meant to be a place that sustained life at all.]
It fucking sucks. But the one thing we had in plentiful supply was bones.
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[She says with a sigh, and mostly means it. For better or for worse, Drearburh is in her right down to the - haha - bones, but that doesn't mean she's looking at it now that it's behind her through the rose-tinted glasses of nostalgia. She reaches again for her drink as the deep, chill caverns of the Ninth open up to her in her minds eye, the bruise-coloured darkness she'd lived her life within, the sensation of being dislocated from time and all meaning.
Nav is a Niner name, she's more Ninth than she ever thought she'd claim to be, and still she wouldn't wish that cold, decaying place on anyone. What was it that mayonnaise-looking bastard Silas had said? It was never really meant to be a place that sustained life at all.]
It fucking sucks. But the one thing we had in plentiful supply was bones.