This time, when Eurydice wakes, she does not go to the kitchen. She does not take inventory. Instead, she wanders the school, her typically razor-sharp gaze replaced by something more vacant, almost lost. if you cross paths with her, she’ll startle a bit, very nearly confused.
Eventually, her wanderings take her to the woods. She can feel the sun on her skin and the wind in her hair. Eurydice drops to her knees, and she can feel the cold, soft earth beneath them. She is staining her skirt, but she does not care. Eurydice takes fistfuls of the grass — real grass! — and just holds it.
Eurydice turns her face towards the sky and smiles. She is on the surface, above the ground. She is crying, a little, and so, so grateful. ]
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This time, when Eurydice wakes, she does not go to the kitchen. She does not take inventory. Instead, she wanders the school, her typically razor-sharp gaze replaced by something more vacant, almost lost. if you cross paths with her, she’ll startle a bit, very nearly confused.
Eventually, her wanderings take her to the woods. She can feel the sun on her skin and the wind in her hair. Eurydice drops to her knees, and she can feel the cold, soft earth beneath them. She is staining her skirt, but she does not care. Eurydice takes fistfuls of the grass — real grass! — and just holds it.
Eurydice turns her face towards the sky and smiles. She is on the surface, above the ground. She is crying, a little, and so, so grateful. ]