[wanda raises her head at the child's voice, looking up into the tree branches. the words escape her for a moment, any significance to them, something about dreams and a mirror, and wanda can't help but wonder if any of that is meant to reflect back upon her.
the tension is clear in her shoulders, but she doesn't react with the intention to remove the child from her vicinity. wanda doesn't like surprises, in the same way no one else would.
she can see it, though, a child-sized skeleton. it looks horrifying, but itβsheβreally does not mean any harm. that much wanda can tell, even if the thoughts are erratic and hard to discern.]
What is she talking about?
[her eyes remain fixed on the skeleton, slowly diverting back towards kyle.]
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the tension is clear in her shoulders, but she doesn't react with the intention to remove the child from her vicinity. wanda doesn't like surprises, in the same way no one else would.
she can see it, though, a child-sized skeleton. it looks horrifying, but itβsheβreally does not mean any harm. that much wanda can tell, even if the thoughts are erratic and hard to discern.]
What is she talking about?
[her eyes remain fixed on the skeleton, slowly diverting back towards kyle.]