The catacombs are silent and dark, its brooding disturbed only by the pale, dark haired woman who paces the labyrinthine tunnels; talking to ghosts, or maybe herself. Ciara alone remains awake. She won't sleep until she's found her wedding ring, but she doesn't remember where she put it. It's gone, just like him. Just like all of them. Once elegant, she is now a ghost of her former self with hair that's as tangled as her heart. When she isn't searching for her ring, she tends to the not-quite-graveyard of the not-entirely-dead: doing what she can to ease the ache until The Return or The End.
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SAPIENCE SWITCHES
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