ㅤㅤ“Come on up, then. Tell us where you're headed, and we'll go there.”
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ㅤㅤ•° ...

ㅤㅤ•° she wondered if the woman was a reincarnation of him, or a sibling, or merely someone with the same birthright as him. Either way, the resemblance was there, and she couldn't shake it off.

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ㅤㅤ“Well, how can Marie.ᐣ Unless the people around you move further away also. Besides, this is a road. It's not logical to stand still, unless you're a helpless babe or a starving man.“
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ㅤㅤ•° the people around them stared in confusion, some even moving closer. A single glare from her was able to send them back. She either had a high standing in society, or she was someone with a terrifying reputation.

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ㅤㅤ“Monsieur. Let her in.”

ㅤㅤ•° the man driving the carriage nodded and unlocked the door.

ㅤㅤ“Going somewhere, madammoiselle.ᐣ”
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[ @tatteredballgown.bsky.social ]

ㅤㅤ•° a carriage stopped right before the woman in a gown. If Marie didn't know better, she would've thought that she was a fallen noble. Well, she didn't know better, but any assumption is better than nothing.

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ㅤㅤ“That sort of outfit will get you branded as something uncouth, miss.“

ㅤㅤ•° she took off her coat and placed it around the witch's body.

ㅤㅤ“Marie guesses you're not from here. America.ᐣ Or perhaps England or Spain.“
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[ @the-magic-within.bsky.social ]

ㅤㅤ•° a strong hand pulled the teenage witch by the arm, right into an alleyway. The person in question, a woman of androgynous appearance, looked down at her. There was a question beneath her gaze and friendly smile.

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ㅤㅤ“Hey.“

ㅤㅤ•° she called out to the man. He looked out of place, based on his outfit and odd complexion.

ㅤㅤ“Move outta the way. Marie's got places to be.”
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[ @heirofspace.bsky.social ]

ㅤㅤ•° a yawn, barely hidden under a hand. A woman in menswear walked down the street on horseback. Most people who saw her made space for her, for she came from a family of executioners.

ㅤㅤ•° then, suddenly, the steed stopped. Right in front of a stout man.

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