Ciri (
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{Everything I was told my whole life was a lie
Who: Princess Cirilla of Centra
anewtruth [Netflix canon-4th Wall Visitor] & OTA
What: Crisis On Infinite Dreamwidths catch-all
When: Aug 12-18, 2022
Where: MetaHumans universe, Sunset Falls
Content Warnings: Updated as needed
Other Notes: HMU on Ciri's HMD / @ loyalwolf[#3540] on plurk[/discord] for something specific!

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What: Crisis On Infinite Dreamwidths catch-all
When: Aug 12-18, 2022
Where: MetaHumans universe, Sunset Falls
Content Warnings: Updated as needed
Other Notes: HMU on Ciri's HMD / @ loyalwolf[#3540] on plurk[/discord] for something specific!
help me find a new truth.

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She browses idly through the aisles of books, row after row, not seeking anything in particular just yet, just browsing. Seeing what’s on offer. There are so many different sections, and she isn’t entirely certain what some of it means but surely at least some of it is genuine history and not simply an oral tale put to parchment.
She turns down another aisle, but she isn’t prepared for what she sees when she does. A gasp escapes her and she stands there, feet rooted to the spot, mouth slightly agape as she stares at what appears to be her mother at the other end of the row.
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She had looked up, from her young daughter lying in her bed... to see this girl. As surely as she had been standing in the room with them. And she knows. Had known then, deep in her heart, who she was. And her heart aches.
Her hand covers her mouth. "Cirilla?"
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Despite her caution, Ciri finds herself slowly walking down the aisle. "Mother...?" she whispers, her voice shaky, her features soft, wary, scared, and hopeful all at once.
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She halts the woman before she snatches her up in a hug, hands on her shoulders to keep her at just that tiny bit of distance. "How do I know you're real?" she asks, her eyes swimming with unspilled tears as she tries to take in every inch of her.