grimmoired | END OF PROLOGUE ; EXECUTION

The Story Continues...
END OF PROLOGUE - WEEK 037 Narrators Remain ;

It's execution day, naughty murder children.

Breakfast is served in the dining hall, all the better to fortify you for what is to come. Wherever you might wander in the castle, you will find yourself drawn to the foyer when the clock strikes not twelve, but ten.

In the distance, there is the sound of clanking armor. Sharpay Evans appears, flanked on either side by suits of armor, escorting her to her punishment. She holds her head high, poised and controlled, acutely aware of all the eyes on her.

A moment later, the Dragon appears on the foyer's staircase. Her hand trails down the banister as she walks, and she takes her place at the head of the group, standing in front of what appears to be a wall.

"Come," she says. "The execution awaits."

You blink, and then it's there — a door leading to the outside. The Dragon steps through it. You have no choice but to follow.

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...Maybe.

[ he frowns, thinking about their situation. this is what happens when you choose 'to be continued'? what would have happened if they had chosen 'happily ever after'?

waver crosses his arms. ]

We've yet to choose the second option. So we've yet to know whether or not this was the better option to choose.

Edited 2018-06-10 19:04 (UTC)

But we won't know unless we choose it, and...

[ do they really want to risk it? ]

...Let us not rush things, my Lady.

[ things are already dreadful as it is-- they don't need to think about when this happens again. ]

I think...it will be better to enjoy every moment we have. For their sake.

[ gi-gan's...and even sharpay's. ]