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[synanthrope]

[It's already dark, almost midnight when this video starts. There's a wire between the Warehouse and Building Three, suspended from the roof. Saya's boots are just visible in the video, high heeled and clearly belonging to no one else.

There's the sound of wind, too, as she steps out, heel on the wire. She doesn't step all the way so her weight is on it. Just part of the way.]

It's not enough.

Comments

[synanthrope]

To fly.

1/2

[misfortunes]

[misfortunes]

Oh—is that what you believe you'll manage?

[synanthrope]

You don't think I will?

[misfortunes]

I suppose I haven't seen proof for either side yet. Have you flown before, miss. . . ?

[synanthrope]

Wallace.

I think I have.

[misfortunes]

Miss Wallace. You've forgotten?

[synanthrope]

I was here before.