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The sky shines differently today than it did yesterday
[Perhaps to the surprise of no one, there is no after party after that trial. Two children were dead. Two children were dead over a simple accident and the Wizard cared more about himself than anyone else. But they won't give up, they can't give up. They had to keep fighting until everything's been set right.
At the Lobby ofrenda later that night, there are six origami pieces accoupling the other memorials. A penguin, a rose, an octopus man, computer, a music note, and the last one are of a boy and girl holding hands. Along with that there is a plate of strawberry cupcakes with blueberry icing and a note that reads:]
There is still hope and love in the world
Never let The Wizard make you think otherwise 💗
At the Lobby ofrenda later that night, there are six origami pieces accoupling the other memorials. A penguin, a rose, an octopus man, computer, a music note, and the last one are of a boy and girl holding hands. Along with that there is a plate of strawberry cupcakes with blueberry icing and a note that reads:]
Never let The Wizard make you think otherwise 💗
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Eurydice doesn't know. But she does know that it gets dark and lonely at night. So she'll come sit beside him later in the evening, her shirt and skirt still stained with dirt. She's not sure if Salieri is upset with her for holding him back -- but if it's obvious he isn't, she'll scooch a little closer, and gently press her shoulder up against his. ]
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He'll stay there, a moment, letting the night surround them before he finally speaks, voice so quiet as to almost not be heard]
...thank you.
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Still, she doesn't expect him to thank her. Not for what she'd done earlier. ]
Don't mention it. [ a beat. Eurydice closes her eyes, blinking away a few stray tears. (Those are for later.) ] I'm sorry.
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...as am I. [it stop his voice from being hoarse, though, with the strain of trying to stay level] But there was...[there's a hitch in his breath]...there was nothing to be done.