[ She pauses to think about it, but truthfully, she hadn't been keeping track. She had never been the type for careful planning and jotting everything down on a calendar like the other nuns. ]
Months. Enough months to make me think there really is no home to return to.
[ She's had a lot of time to accept that fact, where as others may still cast doubt. All her multitude of deaths and failures had brought her right back to step one –at that tree's infernal roots. There is no way for her to break the cycle. For whatever reason, this place refuses to be done with her. ]
It will be a year before we all know it. You're better off thinking how you will survive in the long-term.
[ She knows there are those who had disappeared permanently, but she had assumed their shards were simply beyond repair. Or who knows? Maybe their shards were taken and gifted or sold off to others. ]
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Months. Enough months to make me think there really is no home to return to.
[ She's had a lot of time to accept that fact, where as others may still cast doubt. All her multitude of deaths and failures had brought her right back to step one –at that tree's infernal roots. There is no way for her to break the cycle. For whatever reason, this place refuses to be done with her. ]
It will be a year before we all know it. You're better off thinking how you will survive in the long-term.
[ She knows there are those who had disappeared permanently, but she had assumed their shards were simply beyond repair. Or who knows? Maybe their shards were taken and gifted or sold off to others. ]