[ Someone's muttering about cleaning up the mess, but Vanessa acts as if nobody else is around. This is familiar; this is...something. ]
They crooned a song I've known intimately. You saw, didn't you?
[ She straightens and backs away from the scene to look past any other rowdy tavern-goers. She can't hear them, but she can hear something else. A memory.
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They crooned a song I've known intimately. You saw, didn't you?
[ She straightens and backs away from the scene to look past any other rowdy tavern-goers. She can't hear them, but she can hear something else. A memory.
Somehow, her grating whisper still carries. ]
They call to me still. Shall we go to the water?