[IC] ❥ a memory and a heart

[At some point early on Day 190 (probably, we'll resolve time shenanigans after the heart is over), you might hear a loud scream. And another. And another, though the screams become more broken and hoarse as they continue. If you follow them to their source, you'll find Shes collapsed on his knees, face pressed to his thighs, with his arms wrapped around his head. His fingers are pulling at his hair and digging hard enough into his scalp that it must be painful, but he seems unaware of it. He just keeps repeating "no," over and over, until it runs together into a desperate mantra. His eyes are wide open and staring blindly in horror.

The noisemaker from the carnival lies next to him, surrounded by confetti.

As you get close, Diabound appears out of nowhere, coiling around Shes with a protective hiss -- but it's not Diabound as you're used to seeing him. He's as thick around as a person and easily thirty feet long at the very least. His wings are spread, and although they're still feathered, there's something oddly bat-like about them. Veins of darkness seem to move under his scales.]

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