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life_inshadow) wrote2009-10-05 09:06 am
life_inshadow) wrote2009-10-05 09:06 am
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Room 223, Monday Morning
Tara was, in her quiet was, bubbling over with happiness when she woke up Monday. Not only was the demon story she'd believed all her life banished like a bad dream, but she'd managed to get her mother on the phone last night before anyone could intercept the call.
Her mother hadn't entirely believed Tara's story; she'd had the demon thing in her head for too long. Still, she'd at least agreed to try to talk to someone outside the family about it. That was a start. Everything else would follow.
Door open, Tara sang softly to herself as she did some tidying. The room didn't entirely need it, but it felt good and right to clean.
Her eyes lingered on a spell she'd copied out a long time ago -- one that would hide all demons and, she thought, protect her if things went badly. She tossed it into the trash without a second look.
[OOC: Open door, open post.]
Her mother hadn't entirely believed Tara's story; she'd had the demon thing in her head for too long. Still, she'd at least agreed to try to talk to someone outside the family about it. That was a start. Everything else would follow.
Door open, Tara sang softly to herself as she did some tidying. The room didn't entirely need it, but it felt good and right to clean.
Her eyes lingered on a spell she'd copied out a long time ago -- one that would hide all demons and, she thought, protect her if things went badly. She tossed it into the trash without a second look.
[OOC: Open door, open post.]