immortalpoet: (rose)
Vergilius ([personal profile] immortalpoet) wrote in [community profile] citylogs 2023-07-22 12:50 am (UTC)

Damn right it's impossible. No one came back from that Library. And yet somehow, she...I don't know.

[He doesn't know anything.]

[He brings up the photo to his forehead, bases of his palms pressing over his eyes, shaking. He doesn't know anything. He's just a pawn in this damn City, after all. He always was.]


I don't...know where she is. [A shaking breath.] I don't even know if that was an Abnormality. Some big large flesh thing with tattered clothing. She released it somehow. Something to do with her plan to get her son back. I don't know.

[I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.]

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