>>18658471>[Wandering down a side street in Spaghetti Town, LILLITH recognises a block of apartments. Well, not so much the block of apartments as the scattered mountain of wood that still sits there, ravaged by the elements, picked at but seemingly never-ending. LILLITH went to a lot of effort to get this wood, at the cost of match preparation and almost friendships, and while it's unclear if Crog Girl will ever be seen again, LILLITH is glad they had their party. A bell chimes from a tower in the distance, as DOG goes walking up and slowly headbutts the stack of wood. DOG looks at LILLITH:]Woof.
(There is a storm coming. Very few will have the power to stand against these lashing winds or forked lightning, but together there is a chance for change. The Dog, old though he may be, is not the only one with power, and what he may hold over us lesser beings in dominion, he lacks in true friendship. I could not bare to put you in harm's way one more, Mother. Your time with Andi, your team with Robyn, your role at the Dojo - there is no need to put into questions the things that bring you such joy. Though you sometimes lack the ability to show it, I can feel the warmth from inside of you every time your kitchen is filled with the laughter of your allies. For that reason, it simply could not be that you were involved.
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