ISLA
Tucked away in Flora's home while the Doubletake is out, Isla is busy with her nose in a book when, quite by chance, she glances up and spots the strange phenomenon outside. With furrowed brows and tension creeping along her spine despite her efforts to stay calm, the Remedy rises to her feet and heads to the window.
Peeping out, it's no illusion - two moons hanging in the sky, like a pair of eyes gazing down upon their little patch of earth. Biting her lower lip, Isla straightens up and brushes a lock of hair out of her face. "Fuck," she says eloquently (she is a lady, after all), and perches on the windowsill as if the celestial bodies will do much more than twinkle at her.
Peeping out, it's no illusion - two moons hanging in the sky, like a pair of eyes gazing down upon their little patch of earth. Biting her lower lip, Isla straightens up and brushes a lock of hair out of her face. "Fuck," she says eloquently (she is a lady, after all), and perches on the windowsill as if the celestial bodies will do much more than twinkle at her.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
