[ the soothing atmosphere is what makes ayaka come to. after days of sleeping on floors or boxes, the comfort of a luxurious pillow is one that contrasts heavily enough to immediately jolt her awake.
she sits up, looking around the unfamiliar room. is this the white lady's castle? no, it couldn't be. after all, the last time she saw philia... ]
Aaah....
[ for the other members of the narcissus room (and especially whoever is sharing the bed with her), you may see her stumbling to find an exit like a newborn foal that is just learning to use its legs. she can't be here with others. she needs to leave. she needs... she needs to be alone.
in the end, she'll end up at the promenade of reflexion, her eyes focused on a certain profile's. not hers. she would rather do anything than look at her own reflection at the moment. ]
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she sits up, looking around the unfamiliar room. is this the white lady's castle? no, it couldn't be. after all, the last time she saw philia... ]
Aaah....
[ for the other members of the narcissus room (and especially whoever is sharing the bed with her), you may see her stumbling to find an exit like a newborn foal that is just learning to use its legs. she can't be here with others. she needs to leave. she needs... she needs to be alone.
in the end, she'll end up at the promenade of reflexion, her eyes focused on a certain profile's. not hers. she would rather do anything than look at her own reflection at the moment. ]
Saber... why is he...?