Ophelia
we're just two ghosts
swimming in a glass half empty
swimming in a glass half empty
Useless, they’d said to Amun, only to have the notion refuted. It seems they can finally do something in the wake of all their loss though, and so Ophelia arrived bright and early dark and late at the designated time the Notice Board had informed of. Aside from their newest upgrade, they only have the scythe they’d trained with Wessex with. It’s strapped to their back for the moment, long blade out past their right shoulder.
Darkeye is an unfamiliar face, but if he had the empathy to instigate such a rescue attempt he is good in their books, so Ophelia approaches without hesitation. “Hello there. I’m Ophelia. Thank you for planning this.” they smile their dreamlike smile and await instructions and direction.
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Ophelia brings a scythe and nothing more!
Darkeye is an unfamiliar face, but if he had the empathy to instigate such a rescue attempt he is good in their books, so Ophelia approaches without hesitation. “Hello there. I’m Ophelia. Thank you for planning this.” they smile their dreamlike smile and await instructions and direction.
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Ophelia brings a scythe and nothing more!
trying vainly to forget
the pain that came with heartbeats
the pain that came with heartbeats
