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WRITEBOARDWALK FERRIS WHEEL DAY #6: FAMILY

writeboardwalk ferris wheel - day vi, family { lay them to rest }

c a m i l a – the second princess. lovely and loathsome, made of spun sugar and silken deception and clad in satin-soft gowns frothing with lace and ruffles. sharp like a steel-edged rose, the petals dripping liquid rubies.

k y v a n a – the third princess. gleaming with crystalline glamour and diamond-eyed cunning; frivolous and superficial, though more shrewd than anybody gives her credit for.

t s e l v y a – the fourth princess. bloody and cruel, her veins glittering golden and rot-dark with macabre decadence. a notorious flesh collector; cloying wisps of incense trail after her, to mask the smell of decaying corpses.

s a l é - s a l é – the fifth princess. kind, and as gentle as a summer breeze. her heart blooms amber like a bird of paradise; she must burn the petals to ash if she is to survive.

[ transcripts under the cut! ]

Honestly, Kyvana thought as she typed out a quick reply, this entire succession war business is absolute bull. I was going to use this trip as an opportunity to promote my new Crystal Beauty palette and do some Picstagram partnerships, but how am I supposed to make time for that and deal with my sisters trying to kill me?! She looked up when her aunt asked to see her dress, and twirled around, showing off the crystals and sequins splayed across the long train of her rich mauve gown. They shimmered prettily when they caught in the light.

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Camila smiled, pleasantly enough. She leaned in close – close enough that her painted lips were mere inches away from Tselvya’s ear; close enough that even the cruel, cruel Fourth Princess stiffened slightly – and whispered, “I don’t need your help, Tselvya. If you want mine, you’ll have to make it worth my time.”

Then, she drew away and let out a soft laugh. It twinkled with a saccharine, sugar-spun sweetness that did not quite reach her eyes.

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Salé-salé’s stomach churned. She stared into Camila’s dark eyes – into the cold, cunning cruelty behind the Second Princess’s dainty manners and delicate airs and honeyed words that dripped sweetness like spun sugar – and despite the pleasant warmth of the Water Gardens, despite the fish that danced and darted through clear cerulean waters and the cheerful birdsong and lush greenery and jewel-bright flowers glittering brilliantly under the artificial sunlight, Salé-salé felt nothing but an icy, suffocating dread.

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