[ For the last few weeks, Riley's had a key burning a hole in her pocket.
It's not a key she wanted. It's not to a place she ever really wants to go. But she's had it, nevertheless, and it's starting to make her feel crazy.
...Well. Crazier.
She stands on the roof, because of course she does, looking not out onto the city but at the key in her hand. She wonders how it works. If she just tries to use it on a random door...will it let her into the Fog's city? What would it even look like? Curiosity swells in her—but using it would mean accepting the Fog God's blessing, wouldn't it?
Is...not leaving the moment she realized what had happened accepting the Fog God's blessing?
Riley groans to herself and balls up the key into her fist. She pulls back her arm and makes to throw it right off the edge of the apartments.
But she stops. She just keeps her arm there, above her head, teeth gritted.
And then instead she punches the fence around the roof with a grunt. ]
february 10th or so
It's not a key she wanted. It's not to a place she ever really wants to go. But she's had it, nevertheless, and it's starting to make her feel crazy.
...Well. Crazier.
She stands on the roof, because of course she does, looking not out onto the city but at the key in her hand. She wonders how it works. If she just tries to use it on a random door...will it let her into the Fog's city? What would it even look like? Curiosity swells in her—but using it would mean accepting the Fog God's blessing, wouldn't it?
Is...not leaving the moment she realized what had happened accepting the Fog God's blessing?
Riley groans to herself and balls up the key into her fist. She pulls back her arm and makes to throw it right off the edge of the apartments.
But she stops. She just keeps her arm there, above her head, teeth gritted.
And then instead she punches the fence around the roof with a grunt. ]
Ugh, damn it, damn her.