[And she'll hold him again in due time, once she figures out what's happened to her favourite. There's no stopping her as she erases what little distance he's put between them, prying his hand away to feel for where an arm should be.
But it's not there. She hadn't been hallucinating.
The feeling she has is one of dread - rage will come soon after - but for now all she can feel is her stomach drop as she lifts away his cape.]
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But it's not there. She hadn't been hallucinating.
The feeling she has is one of dread - rage will come soon after - but for now all she can feel is her stomach drop as she lifts away his cape.]
What happened...oh no...