Nill stares intently at the counter as Storm explains the pixies dying after having their collars removed, her fingers twitching slightly at the fabric before covering her metal band again.

“Hmm? Oh, yes.” She lifts her gaze, expressionless, and begins to tell her story with slow, deliberate hand movements, each motion tracing the events in the air.

“I was doing the escaping… running in the forest, but then I had the falling, and did the standing in a forest of new. Trees were being everywhere, but not that I had been seeing before.” Her fingers rise and fall with each phrase. “Then, I was being struck by a carriage, but the clothes of my wearing were caught, and I was having the dragging along a path for… time.” She pauses for a moment, recalling the details before continuing.

“Then the carriage did the hitting of rocks, and it was letting go of myself. I did the falling into a ravine of deep, then did the climbing out. I was having the thinking that a place to go would not be found by myself, but then I had the seeing of the city of here, and did the walking over. Fortunate.” She tilts her head slightly, then nods once, signaling the story is finished.

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