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Issue: 990 | 25th day of Hiding, Y25 |
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Headlines "Under the Gebmids" by stella_123_5 “Mom wanted me to invite you to grandma’s birthday next month,” Sarina said as she leaned in to examine a painted brick. “I was going to wait to ask till we got home tonight, but since it might take a while to get out of here…” The flame from her lantern flickered, making shadows play across the White Aisha’s face.
It made it difficult for Noemi to gauge her expression. She knew it probably wasn’t fair, but she couldn’t help but hear a hint of accusation in her sister’s voice.
Maybe the single entrance to the tomb had come crashing down behind them because she’d stepped on the wrong tile, sure; but it was Sarina who hadn’t been holding the lantern right in the first place. Of course, Noemi hadn’t seen the trick tile. In her opinion, a professional like Sarina should have known better.
Besides, she hadn’t wanted to come here at all.
Noemi tried to think of a charitable, yet non-committal reply as she brushed her hand over another brick in the tomb wall; feeling for a groove, or a switch- anything, that could get her out of here and let her put more than two metres of distance between her and her twin sister.
The other Aisha huffed as the pause grew too long. “You don’t have to say yes, you know. But there’s barely enough room as it is, we don’t need your humongous ego...
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