She slides the portal weave diagram into her journal. "I think I will retire for now," she says. "I have taken a great deal of your time, and I think we both have much to consider."
She rises, and a long beat passes; Harrow can hear every beat of her rotten necromancer's heart, measuring the time out slowly. "I wish you," she stumbles, "every good thing. Until we meet again."
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Date: 2020-10-13 08:54 pm (UTC)She rises, and a long beat passes; Harrow can hear every beat of her rotten necromancer's heart, measuring the time out slowly. "I wish you," she stumbles, "every good thing. Until we meet again."