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[forgottenmotley]

The Fool is doing something possibly normal. He's got some apples and is roasting them in the fireplace. They've been cored out and had sugar and cinnamon stuffed in them. They smell lovely.

Also, for once his shadow is also flickering properly, if only because it's behind him and he's sitting in front of the fire.

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[forgottenmotley]

"I suppose so. I know I'd go mad not being able to leave." He pauses. "If I weren't already mad already."

[foreverisalongtime]

"I wondered about the green," she says, almost teasing. She watches him, curious and a little wary.

Is he really mad? Because she has some first hand experience with that.

"You okay?"