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scarlet_chaos) wrote2022-04-04 10:43 am
scarlet_chaos) wrote2022-04-04 10:43 am
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Elsewhere in the Preserve | Monday Evening
Wanda couldn't go back to her apartment after saying goodbye to her boys. She was too sad, too angry--she felt like she could explode and didn't want to risk hurting anyone in the building. She instead found herself deeper in the preserve, wandering aimlessly.
She had lost them. Again. And this time a goddamn island had taken them from her. How much more of this was she expected to take? A few poor tree branches lost their lives to Wanda's blasts, but the measured use of power was helping her calm down.
Eventually the anger dissipated to the point where Wanda could slow down, leaning against a tree and trying to come to terms with the heavy feeling in her chest. She knew by now she couldn't make it go away, not without another Westview happening. She'd just have to learn to live with it, like she had with everything else.
There'd just be some crying in the woods first. Then she'd learn to live with it.
[Sad post is sad. It's open if anyone spots the red in the trees, and she has her phone on her too]
She had lost them. Again. And this time a goddamn island had taken them from her. How much more of this was she expected to take? A few poor tree branches lost their lives to Wanda's blasts, but the measured use of power was helping her calm down.
Eventually the anger dissipated to the point where Wanda could slow down, leaning against a tree and trying to come to terms with the heavy feeling in her chest. She knew by now she couldn't make it go away, not without another Westview happening. She'd just have to learn to live with it, like she had with everything else.
There'd just be some crying in the woods first. Then she'd learn to live with it.
[Sad post is sad. It's open if anyone spots the red in the trees, and she has her phone on her too]
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