"For this one, I am having difficulty with the threads."
It was what had caused her main concern in the first place and Hysilens had been correct in her assumption of who it was related to.
"Ever since the bath where we had become linked on the golden threads, I have always -
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Discussion wouldn't go anywhere like this unless the facts were known.
" I hate to say this, but Mydei is right. What's going on? "
Next: @ThreadsWeaver
- felt her presence without difficulty.
I am unable to do so right now. None of my threads seem to reach her easily and her presence is faint."
A frown appears on her visage as she discloses this.
"Perhaps I was hoping one of you had a way to contact her or knew of her -
- location. Especially you, Dan Heng."
Her gaze shifted over between Mydei and Dan Heng. Every word seemed to hang in the air with an additional weight that had not been present before the conversation had taken on this tone.
@lanceoffury
"Ah... I was under the impression that Cassie would be the one who would have to take me to the other side. This day was expected to come though I assumed more things would come to pass."
The weaver would nod her head and take the hand of the other. Death was always going to -
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Marble.xn--6ii/ EEEEEEP! So many new followers.
*HIDES AWAY!*
It was now that Aglaea finally made her presence known to all of those who were around. Fingers seeming to pluck upon the golden threads for a moment as she approached.
"Must you always be so infuriating, Anaxa? As for the others, it is pleasant to see you all again though I -
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Arms cross over his gold—lined chest, one moving outward in an attentive gesture as an easy chuckle falls from his lips.
“ How is everyone? “
𝓣͟𝙝͟𝙚͟ 𝓦͟𝙚͟𝙖͟𝙫͟𝙚͟𝙧͟. retweeted
𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐬, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬
𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐫 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫
#HonkaiStarRail
#BlueBolt
𝓣͟𝙝͟𝙚͟ 𝓦͟𝙚͟𝙖͟𝙫͟𝙚͟𝙧͟. retweeted
HERTA | THE HERTA | MADAM HERTA
ERUDITION - emanator | ICE
#HonkaiStarRail
#BlueBolt
𝓣͟𝙝͟𝙚͟ 𝓦͟𝙚͟𝙖͟𝙫͟𝙚͟𝙧͟. retweeted
HYSILENS - Daughter of the Sea
In a theater swallowed by the black tide, a solitary performance endured for hundreds of years... yet when the curtain finally fell, all that remained were scattered bones and the waves still mourning in sorrow.
#HONKAISTARRAIL
#BlueBolt
𝓣͟𝙝͟𝙚͟ 𝓦͟𝙚͟𝙖͟𝙫͟𝙚͟𝙧͟. retweeted
❝𝓦hen you've been on the front line for a while, you start to get an overwhelming urge to return to the guardian's residence and rest. But then as soon as you're lying in bed, all your worries about the front line come to the fore...❞
Independent Portrayal.
"Hmm..."
It was difficult to comprehend what was being said. Her gaze shifts downward as a hand drifts under her chin, representing her being lost in thought for a moment.
"Data... you have been in these cycles for so long. Yet none of us recall what you say."
...
(A silence lingered in the air as she took in this information. That number seemed almost unfathomable to imagine along with the raw power those coreflames had.)
I see... what do you intend to do? Tell me everything that you know for even my threads cannot reveal all.





























