[ You find yourself in a section of the maze walled off by hedges sporting glowing pink flowers. Several tree stumps with rich velvet cushions on them surround a much larger stump, upon which lie a number of cards... ]
[ The instant you lift the card, you feel as if lightning surges into your body from above. Sheer power pours through you relentlessly, or at least that's how it feels. You're vaguely aware that it's just a figment of your imagination, but the pain is all too real. Spikes of energy jangle painfully all around your body. It's a wonder you don't simple blow apart, overloaded. ]
[She twists away from any touch, reconciling from this world that is hurting her so badly.
And yet.....in a way, she relishes the pain, the fact that she's the one suffering instead of Bengal or Ivy. This is a role she can accept, can perform, without regrets.]
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But she holds on to the card for dear life.]
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And yet.....in a way, she relishes the pain, the fact that she's the one suffering instead of Bengal or Ivy. This is a role she can accept, can perform, without regrets.]
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