#plague ask

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“I’ll be honest with you,” Julian began, dragging a hand through his hair. He looked exhausted, the bruises under his more pronounced than they ever had been. When was the last time he’d slept? “I have absolutely no idea. The plague is worse than I though it was, and I’m not even sure if there could be any medicine that could remedy it fast enough.”

Aside from fire, that is. But he wouldn’t say that aloud- no, that was far too grotesque of a suggestion, despite how the Lazaret was already working around the clock to be rid of the dead.