The Lost Islands
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Common

Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.

just tell me what to want...

She sets herself adrift - a seed tumble blown in the wind. Claret is gone. A jewel plucked from the family crown, and here is Teasel. A dirty pearl. Quiet, sullen Teasel. So, she makes her own trouble, and there is no one to save her from it when her belly swells large with consequence. So, she does another stupid thing and comes here to the Commons, as if Riesling had not warned her.

A distant and sad memory twines with the wind in her mane - a pain in her heart as her mother left her in the Prairie grasses. The little one shifts in her belly and Teasel pins her ears, uncertain. Her dam had left her, but certainly Riesling had given Teasel a better example to follow.

She snaps her tail. "Settle child," she says low, and then she sighs.

It is much quieter here than she thought it would be, but it is not the hushed peace of the Prairie. She wonders who else is here and how close. She feels as though she has entered a land in deep slumber yet to wake from the long winter, and it feels wrong. But where else is she to go that her shame won't swallow her whole?

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