chasingcures.livejournal.com[She's sitting on her bed, quiet and expression downcast. There's a long pause where she doesn't say anything, before she furrows her brows and draws up her knees to her chin.]
Everyone's been so upset lately. But with everything that's been happening, that's not surprising. I thought it was just witches here. Not...this. People have disappeared, have gotten hurt...
I've been wondering--what happens to all the... souls. Of the good people who die? They don't just go away, do they?
[She grows quiet again, looking sullen and thoughtful. Before long, a small hum escapes her, and she's singing a soft little song. It's comforting to her, in a way.]
I wonder what Mag would do if she were here.