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| Blueprint Set-up |
She doesn't play by the rules of the law of the world, she plays the rules of the glamour. Its glitter and how to herd it. She calls the influence of the virtual other word.
Using her smartphone, she dials in with the lead fae of the operation.
“So hey, can you give me the brief?”
“All our kind, our branches, are contingent on the love we do, the hope of what we see and aspire to. We live our lives, yet the point of the magic is that there is none, its all normal”. The mysterious voice said.
Siso
“Yet the mundanity of it all is that we push, hoping for that chance, yet that moments of sync is what makes us.” She said, skimming her smartphone.
“It's at that moment we need it, stabilization of these realms between the glitz and the rust requires sync of the worlds to coexist.”
After standing up, taking a view. She's done.
“So i have to make then kiss and make up?” She said.
A sigh is followed from the receiver, then continued.
“Any test for the curator, any commune of two will do, you do have a reputation to uphold. We have chosen you to lead, don't mess this
up, anointed one.”
A pause, with a burden being felt. The royal couch, a matchmaker. Looking over the rural decorated horizon from her keep.