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► NAME ➔ Evelyn Baines. ► ARE YOU SINGLE? ➔ Yes. ► ARE YOU HAPPY? ➔ Not really. ► ARE YOU ANGRY? ➔ No. ► ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED? ➔ They’re dead.

SEVEN FACTS

► BIRTHPLACE ➔ a city nearby mt. ebott idk. ► HAIR COLOR ➔ Red. ► EYE COLOR ➔ Reddish brown. ► BIRTHDAY ➔ February 19th. ► GENDER ➔ Female. ► SUMMER OR WINTER? ➔ Winter. ► MORNING OR AFTERNOON? ➔ Morning.

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

► ARE YOU IN LOVE? ➔ No. ► DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? ➔ No. ► WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP? ➔ I’ve never been in one. ► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART? ➔ No? ►ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENT? ➔ Not really. ► HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE IN THE LAST WEEK? ➔ No. ► HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER? ➔ Probably not. ► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART? ➔ ...yes.

SIX CHOICES

► LOVE OR LUST? ➔ Love. ► LEMONADE OR ICED TEA? ➔ Lemonade. ► CATS OR DOGS? ➔ Dogs. ► A FEW BEST FRIENDS OF MANY REGULAR FRIENDS? ➔ A few best friends. ► WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN? ➔ A night in I guess. ► DAY OR NIGHT? ➔ Night.

FOUR HAVE YOU EVERS

► BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT? ➔ No. ► FALLEN DOWN/UP THE STAIRS? ➔ No. ► WANTED SOMEONE/SOMETHING SO BAD IT HURT? ➔ Many things. ► WANTED TO DISAPPEAR? ➔ I’d say no.

FAMILY

► DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG? ➔ My dad and I did. ► WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A “MESSED UP” LIFE? ➔ Yeah probably. ► HAVE YOU EVER RUN AWAY FROM HOME? ➔ Yes. ► HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT? ➔ No.

FRIENDS

► DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS? ➔ They wouldn’t be my friend if I did. ► DO YOU CONSIDER ALL YOUR FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDS? ➔ No. ► WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? ➔ I don’t have many friends to begin with. ► WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU? ➔ No one.

#❥ ░░ writing on the wall. )

@reiinaly!!

❝ How do I leave the Ruins? ❞

#❥ ░░ ic. )#reiinaly #v;; breathe deep. walk straight. SURVIVE.

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&&. @integritutu.

‘ who the hell are you? ’

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❝ . . .Eve. Who the hell are you? ❞

#❥ ░░ ic. )#inbuttercups #v;; ???

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I was never more hated than when I tried to be honest. Or when, even as just now I’ve tried to articulate exactly what I felt to be the truth. No one was satisfied.

Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison (via Home of the Quotes)

#❥ ░░ these words will guide you on. )

@whatfrisk!!

❝ It’s not too much further to Hotland. . . I think. Do you, want me to carry you across the water? ❞

#❥ ░░ ic. )#whatfrisk #v;; breathe deep. walk straight. SURVIVE.#{ here have a cute }

@aeternxlis!!

h u m a n. A chill ( fear and dread and apprehension all rolled into one unpleasant mess ) trailed down the girl’s spine at the voice. Evelyn had sworn that she’d seen a figure, a shadow tailing her through the bare trees, and now she clenched her fingers around the dirty laces of her ballet shoes— ready. Tensing, turning, preparing to swing. . . is that a skeleton offering a handshake?

❝ New pal? Are you sure about that? ❞

#❥ ░░ ic. )#aeternxlis #v;; breathe deep. walk straight. SURVIVE.#{ [evelyn voice] stranger danger }

@mutemade!!

Life was, as to be expected, not very eventful once you were DEAD. With a soul contained to a glass tube ( sitting pretty like some ornamental firefly ) and a weak consciousness bound to the place of her death, Evelyn preferred to spend the vast majority of her listless existence dormant— asleep if you will, adrift in a darkness unbroken save for the gentle colored lights of other souls added to the King’s collection. There had been others already dead and gone once she’d joined them, and more still were unfortunate enough to arrive later. The death toll rose steadily. The Barrier’s days were numbered.

But then there was today. Today a sign of life ( a warm beating heart; pumping blood; ALIVE ) roused her from her post-mortem stupor and the shape of a girl flickered into being against the shadows and aqua lights of Waterfall. Her whole form wavered, shivering delicate as mist in a breeze, but even still Evelyn persisted in condensing herself to fill in the figure of arms and legs and lackluster eyes with a blue tint like that of her soul that still rested miles away. She gave her fingers an idle clench and looked to the human ( still alive, still breathing ).

❝ Still standing? You’ve outshone a lot of us just by making it this far, congratulations. ❞

#❥ ░░ ic. )#mutemade #v;; bluebird in a glass tube.#{ ayyy B) }

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一志ピューマ | reprinted with permission

#❥ ░░ a soul the color of a twilit sky. )

❝ Now that’s real entertainment. ❞

#❥ ░░ dash CHECK. )#{ who needs mtt when we have baby humans }

@determinationful!!

❝ Another human. . . .and a small one, too. Um. What’s your name? ❞

#❥ ░░ ic. )#determinationful #v;; breathe deep. walk straight. SURVIVE.

@love-starved!!

❝ Another dead human, there seems to be a lot of us around. ❞

#❥ ░░ ic. )#v;; bluebird in a glass tube.#lovestarved #{ hoo boy first starter on this blog and i've got 0 whole ideas }

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WHEN BAILEY HAD FALLEN — when Bailey had ended up in this place … They hadn’t ever thought that they’d end up DEAD .

Then again, what child thought of death … ? What c h i l d had to experience it … ?

The both of them, it seemed — along with four others. Six children had their lives TORN away. Freed now, but not alive — nothing could ever give that back to them.

There was nothing quite so lonely as DEATH —- perhaps that was why Bailey had found the tiniest spark of excitement in finding the other. But with that excitement, came a dread — neither of them should be there. The both of them had had the potential to live an entire life, the both of them had lost that potential for a future outside of wandering the place that they had been killed .

They had lost their notebook – they didn’t know where it was. They had looked for it for a time, but given up… Why would it still be here when it would be so very easy to pick it up & do as they pleased with it. Maybe they kept it, maybe they wrote in it , maybe they threw it away …. it was hard telling.

Bringing their thoughts back to the moment at hand, they pressed their lips into a thin line & stood stiffly. They’d never met any of the other children & who else could this be … ?

“ Is this where — “ They pause, wondering if they should ask the question. “ Is this where you died? “

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The notion that she would die down in this sunless, starless place had never fully crossed Evelyn’s mind ( more like she’d never allowed herself to even ENTERTAIN it, lest it stick and burrow like a tic and suck her resolve dry ), but that was very true; how wrong it was for humans so young to have to face death of all things. She’d never had many chances to be a child, not really, but this? This was a tragedy worthy of Shakespeare, and one told eight times.

Whether her fate, all of their fates, and what had happened was palatable or just ( it WASN’T ) didn’t change the fact that this was reality. She’d died. She’d died and left her cherished shoes in a bush, become nothing more than a bright soul that filled its glass tube with a light like summer twilight, and waited. Time was hardly an object when you had no physical form to feel it, sense it, but she knew it spun by in years aplenty as the rest of the world moved on without her in it and other souls joined the growing hoard. She’d felt them too, in some odd, sixth sense way that a child reduced to its pure soul could feel, and felt the day when they’d been sucked up, packed tight against a sea of monster silver. They’d broken the barrier with their power, and now they were free. . . but to do what?

Disappear, it seemed.

Maroon eyes ( back lit by a blue glow like her soul ) flickered in a blink as Evelyn paused at the next question. Would that be considered a sensitive subject? Well, probably, but after standing at her unmarked grave site for this long already Evelyn found that she wasn’t very bothered. Just facts, anyway.

❝ Yes. Right about. . . there, ❞ Pale fingers flicked vaguely in the direction of the grass to the left of the tall fronds and she shrugged. ❝ Spears, the Royal Guard, I forget her name. What about you? ❞

#❥ ░░ ic. )#perseverancex #v;; bluebird in a glass tube.