[So many things happened in the wake of the Blight. Over-extending herself, watching Sieglinde suffer as she relived the binding of her feet, the ritual of the Iconoclast itself and what happened within. People murdering each other for their ideals, and Dimitri almost killing her.
It increased her Discord quite a bit. With that came apathy, insomnia, cooler body temps... and the darkening of her sclera. Bright white dulling into grey that is black at the edges. Encroaching in a way that is stabilized for now, but would worsen with future conflict.]
What are you crying about today?
[She heard him from her green room. Rin's hands are washed up, but her gardening apron is dirtied with soil.]
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It increased her Discord quite a bit. With that came apathy, insomnia, cooler body temps... and the darkening of her sclera. Bright white dulling into grey that is black at the edges. Encroaching in a way that is stabilized for now, but would worsen with future conflict.]
What are you crying about today?
[She heard him from her green room. Rin's hands are washed up, but her gardening apron is dirtied with soil.]