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- :green_heart: - The room was dark when Ksenia stirred. The low crackle of the dying fire had faded into silence, leaving only the soft shuffle of fabric as she shifted under the heavy quilt. Toriel had retired to her bed hours ago, the warmth of her presence now absent. For a while, Ksenia lay there,...

- :green_heart: - Ksenia wasn’t sure when she had fallen asleep. One moment, she had been staring into the fire, her mind restless, tangled in thoughts she couldn’t untangle. The next, the world had slipped away into darkness, quiet and heavy. But it wasn’t the kind of restful sleep she had once known,...