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paradisa2012-01-15 12:30 am
its_worthdoing) wrote in paradisa2012-01-15 12:30 am
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Losing Ground
[She only has to wake up to know. All the off Willow feels is confirmed by a cursory look around the room. She doesn't linger.
The lingering hurts more.
From three. To two.
Then one.
Despite all the knowing, she makes the brief walk to the room-that-ever-was.
The words are soft and contained]
Jilly's gone. Jilly's gone home.
[And then, before she can think better of it? Or quadruple doubt herself? She filters someone in particular]
She's -- she's gone Billy. I woke up and she was just gone.
The lingering hurts more.
From three. To two.
Then one.
Despite all the knowing, she makes the brief walk to the room-that-ever-was.
The words are soft and contained]
Jilly's gone. Jilly's gone home.
[And then, before she can think better of it? Or quadruple doubt herself? She filters someone in particular]
She's -- she's gone Billy. I woke up and she was just gone.
dictated
dictated
It's Jilly.
[After a moment it occurs to Willow that answer might not translate]
Not especially, no.
dictated
dictated