[and when the guillotine drops, Sharon doesn't blink. a few moments of silence pass before she bows her head, hands folded in front of her, fingers bent over her knuckles]
. . . May Aidios guide your soul to what it is you were searching for, Master Virid.
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. . . May Aidios guide your soul to what it is you were searching for, Master Virid.
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