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[halfbrokenwings]

[The sound of barely contained distress is coming from the journal. She was disturbed before, with all the faces of people she knew at the orphanage and the faces of the two friends she had left behind being snatched from here but, this? She could not handle this. She is in her room in the farthest corner, huddled against the wall with her wings wrapped as much as they could around her.

She pleads perhaps to the absent Lord, or to anyone that can hear her.]

P-please. Make it stop. Make it stop. Th-they won't stop whispering, th-threatening. Please. Please.

[Before the audio cuts out you can hear her sobbing. She is literally scared to tears.]

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[halfbrokenwings.livejournal.com]

[Carrot juice constitutes murder~

She shakes her head even though he can't see her.]

Not everything might be built the same way, but I think... I still think, under certain circumstances that things can feel pain. Even if we don't understand it, sir.

[She's seen a lot of things that people would consider strange. There were stories about ghosts in pain and other adventuring tales that have been told for years on end. Some of that basis has to be in fact, right?

At least she's thinking things through now and calmer because of it.]

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[trollscream.livejournal.com]

What? Like everything can feel pain? That's not possible.

[Not from his scientific viewpoint at least. Magic? pfff.]