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Nimue (toloveuncharmed) wrote in utr_logs,

She willed herself out of bed, still shaking. This couldn't be happening. It had to be some sort of mistake. It wasn't a fate dream. Just a bad meal, perhaps.

She made her way to the bathroom and turned on the light. Her reflection was pale and ashen. She pulled the stopper on the sink and began filling it with water. Once the basin was full, she said a few words over it, casting a scrying spell. She was a lady of the lake; even if all other paths were cloudy, water would provide her destiny.

There was nothing. Nimue shrieked and slammed her hand down onto the sink. A chunk of porcelain broke off and fell to the ground. Her hand was bleeding and several bones were doubtless fractured, but the pain didn't quite make it through the shock and panic. She collapsed in a heap on the floor, crying.