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Valora read the card in silence.
The worst nightmare she’s ever had?
“Let me think about it…”
She closed her eyes and exhaled.
Flame, tall as it is wide. Brighter than anything you’ve ever seen.
It’s effervescent. It's magnetic.
You stare at it with reckless abandon.
Inhale.
You’ve never seen anyone hurt before, not as badly as this.
Hands tear you away from your flame, a voice shouts an incantation.
You don’t know how to help.
You stare at Dad with reckless abandon.
Eyes open. Exhale.
“You pick the worst party games, Ennui,” she snarked. “Can’t we play poker instead?”