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Nova's eyes widened with both fascination and repulsion as Porphyria dug her hand into Ophelia's grave dirt. It was an incredibly intimate thing to do, she thought, if the very thought of sullying her hands with the dirt and having it sit there under her nails weren't so unconscionable to her, she might've wanted to do the same. Instead she made do with placing the little bouquet of carnations down at the bottom of Ophelia's headstone.

She spoke rather animatedly to me once of nearly drowning. I never felt closer to her than I did in that moment... Ophelia had admittedly been in an odd state after her brush with death, perhaps it had been wrong of Nova to enjoy her so much at time but she could hardly help it. It would have been very fitting if she had drowned. As for how she wanted to die? There were so many different ways... I rather like the idea of it being slow and drawn out, not in so terrible a state that no one can bear to sit at my bedside, I'd like to slip away peacefully at the end of a great deal of dignified suffering. The keyword being dignified, she wasn't interested in being unsightly at the end. Or else a tragic accident. My parents died together in the rubble of the house their new house, I have always found it inspiringly romantic. I think perhaps Ophelia might have preferred a spectacle to herself, rather than sharing it with others.

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