[ it is not often that her mother needs reassurance. but she gives and takes it in plenty as her fingers lace with her mother's, squeezing her palm firmly.
in her mind, she is chanting a silent prayer to god, mary and jesus to deliver them safely from this moving box. and what is surely some form of black magic.
and when the doors open and the box stops, she lets out a deep breath, before tugging her mother out of the doors. elizabeth is eager to be out of that thing, for now. ]
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in her mind, she is chanting a silent prayer to god, mary and jesus to deliver them safely from this moving box. and what is surely some form of black magic.
and when the doors open and the box stops, she lets out a deep breath, before tugging her mother out of the doors. elizabeth is eager to be out of that thing, for now. ]
Do we explore a little, then?