( she taps the ash off her cigarette, and rolls her shoulders. )
A nightmare. A way to test your sanity. If I had not walked here myself today? ( A little shake of her head, that suggests she'd have found the stranger less than believable. Unsound of mind might be the less gentle way of putting it. )
Even being here I am not sure I can trust my eyes, and I am accustomed to trusting little else than my senses.
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( she taps the ash off her cigarette, and rolls her shoulders. )
A nightmare. A way to test your sanity. If I had not walked here myself today? ( A little shake of her head, that suggests she'd have found the stranger less than believable. Unsound of mind might be the less gentle way of putting it. )
Even being here I am not sure I can trust my eyes, and I am accustomed to trusting little else than my senses.