The sky shines differently today than it did yesterday

[employeeoftheyear]

[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 💗

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[brokeforgood]

[Oh. Oh no. Farrah basically crumples the instant that Peregrine takes her by the arms. Ruddiger has to scramble out of the way and onto her shoulders, because she falls forward, just trusting that Peregrine will catch her. And she cries… and cries ans cries, like she’s never going to stop.]

[comeandfindme]

[ As Farrah starts to fall, Peregrine adjusts. She wraps her arms around her, and she doesn't let go.

She hopes Farrah won't hear or feel her cry either.

It's been...a hard week. ]

[brokeforgood]

[Farrah can feel Peregrine crying— but she doesn’t say anything about it. Maybe she’s learning not to be so rude. Or maybe she’s just so sad she can’t bring herself to do it. Either way, she eventually draws back, wiping at her eyes with her arm.]

Oh my fucking god. How are you still alive? I feel like I’m going to fucking die from crying so much. How do you ever have your shit together?

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine tries, very hard, to smile. She fails. ]

Honestly, I don't think I do. I just...get angry, or push myself too much. I think I'm pretty fucked up, honestly.

[brokeforgood]

I thought I was fucked up before this! When Connor--- [Fuck. Fuck. Backpedal, Farrah.]

Every time I think of--- either one of them it's like someone's ripping my fucking heart out of my chest.

In a bad way. [Because. She has to clarify.]

[comeandfindme]

[ Oh, no, she gets that, very much. Peregrine stills, slightly, and holds Farrah closer. Guides her down to her knees. ]

I know. It's— ...I don't wish I could say it gets easier, but— I wish it was more manageable.