[she mentally curses the fact that the only suitable gown she has is the one that she died in, then breathes a sigh of frustration and puts it on anyway, taking the gauzy wrap that went with it and settling her crown on her head, then left to make her way to the park.
when she gets there, she realizes that she hadn't known how large it would actually be. she spends a fair amount of time wandering and growing increasingly frustrated until she sees a handsome man matching the profile picture Dorian had. he's wearing the style of clothing apparently preferred in this place, but a far more interesting color than the usual white most people seemed to wear here.
she raises her hand in greeting and calls out] Dorian? Is that you?
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[she mentally curses the fact that the only suitable gown she has is the one that she died in, then breathes a sigh of frustration and puts it on anyway, taking the gauzy wrap that went with it and settling her crown on her head, then left to make her way to the park.
when she gets there, she realizes that she hadn't known how large it would actually be. she spends a fair amount of time wandering and growing increasingly frustrated until she sees a handsome man matching the profile picture Dorian had. he's wearing the style of clothing apparently preferred in this place, but a far more interesting color than the usual white most people seemed to wear here.
she raises her hand in greeting and calls out] Dorian? Is that you?