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itscurtains2021-07-17 06:57 pm
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don't stop believing
[It's a pleasant afternoon in the garden. Maybe not emotionally, but physically - isn't it nice when you get to have class outside?
As your voices rise, singing defiance in unison out for the Wizard, there's no immediate response; at least, nothing that clearly is a response. But there's something. Amidst the sound of your song, it may be hard to hear at first; Janis will likely be the first to notice, but eventually everyone is able to hear. It sounds as though other voices are rising along with yours.
There's something on the air - no music, or at least no instrumentals, just a disembodied sort of lyrical chant. You don't recognize any of the voices. They aren't singing the same song as you all are. Maybe they can't; they sound long long ago, and far far away now. Still - despite everything - the trees around you move lightly in a sudden soft breeze. It feels as though you have invoked something, old and entirely beyond your knowledge.
But first. Haven't you forgotten something?
It's Wednesday.
Welcome to this week's school club!]
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[Well, he kinda gets why, but no one else did even though they knew he was still kicking around out there somewhere.]
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Why? Because I cared about you!
I've wanted to meet you this whole time! Even if you did all this you still-- you still...
[ Showed some kind of care for her. ]
Those little things you did made me happy and I had still never even saw your face! Never knew why you did any of this! And it might be stupid but I couldn't just go home after that... especially knowing that you were going to try this again!