She needs something in her midriff. About, right… there. Don’t worry; doesn’t hurt. It’s all play.
Afterwards, she gives thanks to handy Ganesh for the gift of the new beginning. She’s able to turn herself off now at will. She can return home.
“Get the f- out of here. And take your dangly red legs with you too!”
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0038, 0515, Constantynople, Nautilus, Rank & File, Wild West
Tagged as All Orange^*+^^+, Angel of Death^^, CAVE, Myrtle Beech^^+, NODAL
“What troubles you my friend,” she imagines the statue asking her after the funeral. This Angel of Death.
“Oh, just a decision looming. Whether to connect to a motherland. Or fatherland. The separation happened a number of years ago.”
“I remember,” states the statue in her head. “Caledonia. But you’s guys have moved your kingdom — or queendom — forward. Caledonia has essentially stayed the same. It would be like connecting to the past. This Winterfell.”
“Rosehaven now,” says Merry Gouldbusk, soon to *be* Queen. And with that the fantasy was over. She was alone again.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, 0012, 0505, Rose Heaven^^
Tagged as Angel of Death^^, Merry GouldbuskC2077^^++$
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