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  1. Through The Living Glass
    She looked herself over for a moment. ". . . Seems pretty obvious to me."
  2. Through The Living Glass
    She turned towards Ribbon, that strange head of hers trailing behind her body in the breeze. "Fog, if you want me to be."
  3. Through The Living Glass
    Fog just smiled to herself. "Farewell, for now." oof, i feel ya
  4. Through The Living Glass
    "Do I? I was sure you already knew all that." She shrugged. "Guess not."
  5. Through The Living Glass
    "Impressive." "Anything can happen with Authors around, as well. Who knows why it vanished?" She seemed amused with Ribbon's expression, though she didn't say anything about it.
  6. Through The Living Glass
    She chuckled. "This is the Thread. Anything can happen. Just because the snake vanished, that doesn't mean there's a Narrator here." "Is that so? How many have you killed thus far?"
  7. Through The Living Glass
    "Deal?" she said, slightly amused. "I like deals. What sort of deal?"
  8. Through The Living Glass
    heheh Also she responded to Inkwell a minute ago if you scroll back
  9. Through The Living Glass
    "Is there? Where?"
  10. Through The Living Glass
    He's in-character Dw He's chosen to use the spoilers to convey the thoughts of another character
  11. Through The Living Glass
    There was no snake. Not anymore.
  12. Through The Living Glass
    "It is only a name. You may call me whatever you wish- I only wanted to offer ideas."
  13. Through The Living Glass
    Very well, indeed, she thought.
  14. Through The Living Glass
    "I see." She offered no answer, however.
  15. Through The Living Glass
    She didn't respond for a moment. "If I'm being honest . . . I'm not sure, anymore. I've been away for so long, I suppose . . ." She thought for a moment. "You may call me . . . Fog. Mist, maybe. Condensation. Any variation of those you deem fitting. I don't care." "Who? Your host, or myself?" "True. Plot, as a character, is dead. Plot as a function of the Thread . . . that still lives."
  16. Through The Living Glass
    "Is this not plot?"
  17. Through The Living Glass
    "I believe everyone is meaningful to someone, somehow. No matter how small they think themselves, everyone has their uses." She turned back to the ocean. "Inkwell. It suits you." "Hello to you, too."
  18. Through The Living Glass
    "Fever dreams aren't necessarily a bad thing," she said with a tilt of her "head." "What's your name?"
  19. Through The Living Glass
    She peeked between the sofas. She didn't want to lift her head above them. "Where?!" she stressed.
  20. Through The Living Glass

    BRO SLIPPED xd

    Through The Living Glass commented on Keke's gallery image in RP Art

    BRO SLIPPED xd
    hehehehehehehehe :3 he bootifuw :3
  21. Through The Living Glass
    She laughed softly. "It's alright. You had quite the strange adventure just now, didn't you?"
  22. Through The Living Glass
    They turned and regarded him, though with no face it was hard to tell what they were thinking about him. "A Truthwatcher?" they said in a slightly feminine voice. "I'm no Mistspren."
  23. Through The Living Glass
    Ralia grabbed his wrist and pulled him behind the couch. She nodded and swallowed hard. "Where?" she whispered.
  24. Through The Living Glass
    YEPP!! Working on it soon T~T sorry i'm busy
  25. Through The Living Glass
    The snake shrieked and died after much stabbing. As it's body began to cool, it suddenly vanished, and Inkwell found himself on a cliff overlooking some strange ocean. A figure stood near the edge, overlooking the water. Whoever it was work a long coat down to their mid-thighs, and cargo pants, strangely enough. They leaned on a simply-designed, gray wooden cane. Their head took on twitchy movements that resembled the tongues of a roaring fire, and also mimicked the shapes thereof, though it was made of iridescent mist. It seemed to whisper softly when it moved. They said nothing to him.
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