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Open [attn: Arthur]
( ..through the long night.. )
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Cecilia wakes and feels like you do when a fever has just broken. Her pulse is racing, and for some reason she is weeping, and the blade swims at the edge of her consciousness in a way that makes her nauseous.
By the time the sun is starting to come up, she's showered and dressed, and called in sick to work. She leaves the house and steps into the late February chill with her coat open and no hat. She walks, at a brisk pace, across town. She's heading for Arthur's apartment building, and half-hoping no one sees her walking there.
Cecilia wakes and feels like you do when a fever has just broken. Her pulse is racing, and for some reason she is weeping, and the blade swims at the edge of her consciousness in a way that makes her nauseous.
By the time the sun is starting to come up, she's showered and dressed, and called in sick to work. She leaves the house and steps into the late February chill with her coat open and no hat. She walks, at a brisk pace, across town. She's heading for Arthur's apartment building, and half-hoping no one sees her walking there.