✿ February 8th, or maybe.. It was beginning to be the 9th.
The large, bulbous form of Sibyllad entered the empty, Polon styled home. Glancing over the base floor as she trudged towards the large couch to slump upon. She had stayed at Greygate, shuffling through files and paperwork for hours...
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