[ following the noise and your nose, you find yourself backstage of a theatre. the indefinite murmur of a crowd waits beyond the big, closed curtains. but back here there is only raw potential, meaningless junk, and the tentative bones of stories to come.
and the tree roots, of course. mind that you don't trip. one of the stagehands passing your shadowy corner of the room just did, though the other one that was walking beside them keeps trudging on, completely ignoring the clumsy, collapsed doll on the ground.]
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2/2 - BACKSTAGE
Date: 2024-04-14 12:43 am (UTC)and the tree roots, of course. mind that you don't trip. one of the stagehands passing your shadowy corner of the room just did, though the other one that was walking beside them keeps trudging on, completely ignoring the clumsy, collapsed doll on the ground.]