Camille Preaker (
scrapdraught
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2024-07-04 10:19 am (UTC)
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[Right.
Her lips purse. She steps forward, putting a hand to her shoulder and hunting for the words.]
I'm talking to the overseers. If they can't put a barrier around me like they do on Saturday, there might be another way to tie me down. Lock me up.
...I don't feel it now. I know that may change, but it is the truth.
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no subject
Her lips purse. She steps forward, putting a hand to her shoulder and hunting for the words.]
I'm talking to the overseers. If they can't put a barrier around me like they do on Saturday, there might be another way to tie me down. Lock me up.
...I don't feel it now. I know that may change, but it is the truth.