...anyway. she finds a very weathered box that's shoved up under the bed, hidden where he can ignore its existence as much as he wants. inside...
scattered shreds of confetti, a lock of green hair, a pinch of yellow genome fur, a tawny gryphon feather, a piece of black antler, a lock of blue hair, tied up along with a tuft of brown fur, a smaller feather, black as pitch, a pinch of a baby zmeu's scales.
and a music box, whose key starts turning and whose tune starts to play, when she brushes her hand over it.
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Date: 2024-04-14 05:20 am (UTC)...anyway.
she finds a very weathered box that's shoved up under the bed, hidden where he can ignore its existence as much as he wants.
inside...
scattered shreds of confetti,
a lock of green hair,
a pinch of yellow genome fur,
a tawny gryphon feather,
a piece of black antler,
a lock of blue hair, tied up along with a tuft of brown fur,
a smaller feather, black as pitch,
a pinch of a baby zmeu's scales.
and a music box, whose key starts turning and whose tune starts to play, when she brushes her hand over it.
plenty of room for little blue crystals. ]