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| ====== Bronya (Harmony, Wind) ====== | ====== Bronya (Harmony, Wind) ====== | ||
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| Heir apparent to the Supreme Guardian of Belobog. She possesses pride befitting a princess, but also the determination and integrity of a soldier. | Heir apparent to the Supreme Guardian of Belobog. She possesses pride befitting a princess, but also the determination and integrity of a soldier. | ||
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| ==== Character Story: Part IV ==== | ==== Character Story: Part IV ==== | ||
| + | The woman paces back and forth in the room, and a door separates her from the throngs of people. She is already very familiar with giving this kind of speech, but the anxiety of the of the wait never abated despite the refinement of her oratory skills. Thinking back on the promise she is about to make and the words of consolation she'd crafted, she sinks into a child-like state of confusion and disbelief during those brief minutes. | ||
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| + | A sudden breeze stirs the stale air in the room, brushing through her long hair. She turns around to see a familiar figure walking toward her — with delicate, quiet steps like a kaleidoscope of butterflies fluttering through the lifeless hall. | ||
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| + | The woman looking like a butterfly asks, with a teasing smile on her face. She replies with an exasperated grin. | ||
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| + | //" | ||
| + | "Hey, don't screw this up. Those old fossils want to play politics, and they' | ||
| + | " | ||
| + | "Hey, looks like time is up."// | ||
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| + | The dull sound of gears gnashing and turning echoes in the hall. She cast one last look back at the person beside her — who retreats into the shadows with a node and a trusting smile. | ||
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| + | The door creaks open and a beam of warm light shot into the hall, lighting up her face. What follows are deafening applause and cheers. | ||
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| + | //" | ||
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