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what's the matter with thee, thomasin? ([personal profile] curdle) wrote in [community profile] fabledend 2022-10-02 02:03 am (UTC)

[ Thomasin's eyes fly open. ]

No

[ This escapes her violently, the same as did her I've had no dealings!, weeks ago, to Yasu at the first trial. She's halfway to whipping her head around, the better to stare at Jeanne, but stops herself. ]

You saw his likeness, then? [ ... ] Giving such to me was naught but a cruel jest, for the beast calling himself Father to cheer himself. Aye, it was true enough to say the Adversary was nearest to me. 'Twas that goat what made it so.

[ This state is, maybe, impossible to parse for anyone who's not Thomasin! But she sounds bitter and snappy enough to convey her feelings toward that goat without little things like "coherence." ]

I lied not about our farm, nor the witch who beset it. But I stopped my tongue. I spoke not on what came of it.

There is no kin left to me.

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