The hallway had been familiar enough, the Pricolici squinting at it with a rather intense frown, her hand playing at the strange new trinket she'd added to her repertoire and the strange little glint it had to it. A curious thing, but she hadn't been very interested in what it was Medea had been wanting them to do.
Or had she been?
She didn't know anymore, actually.... All she knew was that the house wound about itself in a way that made for a good walk to clear the head with, even if it would never really be clear with all the thoughts that had begun to muddle it up.
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