[she snatches the robe when she feels it tickle her fingers. instead of putting it on, she just holds it out over the little dirt spot she's kicked clear and remains stiff and still as it ignites into flames to make its gradual puddle of ash and burnt clumps.]
I'll do something about it, probably. Maybe the right thing to do this time around.
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[she snatches the robe when she feels it tickle her fingers. instead of putting it on, she just holds it out over the little dirt spot she's kicked clear and remains stiff and still as it ignites into flames to make its gradual puddle of ash and burnt clumps.]
I'll do something about it, probably. Maybe the right thing to do this time around.