Date: 2013-01-02 02:47 am (UTC)
itwas_perfect: (Worried (white))
The island...

For a long moment, she didn't comprehend what that meant. She remembered heat and trees-- so much green, surrounding her on all sides. She remembered a small, windowless bedroom that she slept in alone. She remembered the darkness of a cave, music pounding off the walls, and Lily's mouth close to her ear. The two of them laughing.

She remembered blood on her hands, but in the memory, it wasn't her own.

"How did we... I was--" she looked down at her heavy skirts with a frown, "What am I wearing?"
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Nina Sayers

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