#also wish to complain abt the tumblr post editor WHY when i place my cursor to add a little divider does it insist on jumping around

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scorched earth (9/11)

Note: This story is set in the world of my very long Maleficent/Aurora fanfiction The Prisoner (which you can read  here if you want), but focuses almost entirely on original characters.   There is no need to read The Prisoner to understand what is going on--this story stands on its own and will give you all the background info you need.  Please also note the general content warning; I will not give specific warnings by chapter.

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Sometime in the early hours of the morning, Kinsale finds Senna asleep on the beach.  Senna doesn’t know when or how she could have possibly fallen asleep.  She and Joy talked for a long time. After Joy left, Senna’s mind was overwrought.  The last thing she remembers is staring up into the boundless sky, wondering how she would ever begin to wrap her mind around all she had learned.  Then suddenly it was morning.

Kinsale leads Senna back to the road.  She explains, apparently unfazed by Senna’s utter inability to comprehend, that the sand makes it hard to get her footing, which apparently has some bearing upon her ability to rip a hole in the fabric of the universe.

Once again they are nowhere, and then they are somewhere again.  Senna’s stomach turns and her head spins, but at this point she can’t decide whether it’s from the magic or…well, everything else.

“Oh, stars above, you must be very tired!” Kinsale exclaims at last.  Senna guesses this must be true, even though she doesn’t exactly feel tired.  She picks herself up off the ground and greets Ruthie, and then she allows Kinsale to usher her inside and up the stairs to bed.

Just like it was on the beach, Senna lies in bed for what seems like a very long time, feeling as though she couldn’t possibly go to sleep.  Then suddenly the light through the windows has changed, and Senna realizes it must be late in the afternoon.

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