[She shakes off more needles, lifting her arm out of the water only to see rivulets dry in mid-air, a blunt spike jutting from a branch. She isn't going to explain herself to Undine, or to anyone and she certainly isn't going to cry at this parody of leaves.] It's not working.
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Date: 2014-12-29 11:12 pm (UTC)