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[aceso]

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Christine Delacroix
RECIPIENT: Any of her CR still left in the Dark AU. She wouldn't send this to the whole Inquisition, so it's sort of locked?
WHAT: Just asking what's shakin'.
WHEN: Cloudreach 13th 9:48
WHERE: random hidden spot in the Frostbacks
NOTES: Christine's mental state has deteriorated so she'll be erratic, angry, and possibly not easy to talk to.

[ Every waking moment hurts and yet Christine lingers on. For the last two years, she's been slowing the spread of her red lyrium corruption with healing magic, but most days she can't remember to do it now. Her head is full of a song and the longer she focuses on it, the deeper she sinks into it. But some days she awakes in pain and her head is clear enough to focus for a little while. Today she grips her crystal tight in her claw-shaped hand, red spikes of lyrium jutting out through her skin from where they're fused with her bones. ]

It is me.

[ Her voice should be easy to recognize. It now sounds like two voices at once, too close together to be an echo, and with a humming sound woven through as well. ]

What news?

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[aceso]

Perhaps. I would regret it if I did and all there was left was a burning husk.

[ She gives a thoughtful hum. ]

But I am sorry for you. I will not be suffering in it much longer. Sam... if you could, please remember me as I was, and not now, when I might saw something horrible? My mind shifts... Things can be bad.

[el_tybs]

I suppose in that case then it would be true that I was no longer of this world.

[A nervous chuckle; please don't turn him into a burning husk, Christine. He's quick to quiet down though, hearing that Christine believes the end is soon.]

At that time... do you think you could let me know where you are? Even if we cannot talk face to face... you should have a proper burial.

[aceso]

[ She sighs, knowing there's a possibility Cullen will die before she does and then there may be no one to do her burial. She knows those left in Honey Badger Hold would, only... she's not sure if there are any left. What if they've died? ]

The end may come fast and I would be unable to tell you. Do you remember the path through the mountains to Honey Badger Hold? Where it forked and one path went towards Ferelden and the other towards the hold? My hut is down the Ferelden path, about five miles from the hold. You can just drag me outside and let the birds take my soul. Wrap me in a sheet. Don't touch the red lyrium. Take the sheet off for the birds.

[el_tybs]

[He wants to argue that if the end came fast and she didn't tell him, how would he know to come to the hut? It's a hard temptation to fight since he's so used to just giving Christine a hard time, but remembers himself, the situation and just nods, eventually making a vocal confirmation that he understood.]

Do I... need to send word to anyone if or when that happens?

[aceso]

[ It's not something she's considered because, well, her mind in literally breaking apart now. ]

...No. No one.

[el_tybs]

[He supposes that means something happened to her mother, but Sam wasn't brave enough to start up that conversation.]

I see. I'll do the best I can for when that time comes, Christine.

[aceso]

Thank you Sam. Please, take care. Live as happily as you can for as long as you can.