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[shelley_winters]

[OOC: From here.]

The portal from her bedroom winks shut behind them, and the girl slows to a stop in the rose garden, wind blowing softly in her red hair. She doesn't look back at the man following her, or at anything in particular. Birds chip peacefully amongst the trees.

Then the portal is gone and she blinks hard in the bright sunlight, tears spilling over and down her cheeks before her hands come up to cover her face. Dropping uselessly to her knees, she begins to sob, miserable and angry.

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[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

A rather resigned sigh as he walked up beside her and knelt beside her. He could not have stayed there much longer. It was for the best, but unfortunate.

His hand slowly stroked her back.