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[ the show is over.
it's been over for a while, actually. little musings were done and all the illusions she's conjured up for the sake of the audience were all but fragments, once again. it's the same as always--perform, applause, and bow, but now the show is over and she's back to the mundane, hanging upside down on a low tightrope while humming obscure melodies under her breath.
the lights are still on but dimmed, and there are a bunch of feathers on the ground from the birds she took out of some guy's ear. that was fun, maybe.
but now it's over and she's almost bored, in the center ring of the empty area. ]
it's been over for a while, actually. little musings were done and all the illusions she's conjured up for the sake of the audience were all but fragments, once again. it's the same as always--perform, applause, and bow, but now the show is over and she's back to the mundane, hanging upside down on a low tightrope while humming obscure melodies under her breath.
the lights are still on but dimmed, and there are a bunch of feathers on the ground from the birds she took out of some guy's ear. that was fun, maybe.
but now it's over and she's almost bored, in the center ring of the empty area. ]
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