[ Even before her eyes begin to seemingly adjust in this lightless place (or, perhaps, the dream beginning to adjust to her), she thinks she understands the meaning inherent in this dream, or at least the origin of it.
She had never seen this dark pit herself. It had been sealed before she was old enough to walk, to explore, to do things for herself, but she knows of it, and that alone is a weight on her heart.
Finding anything will be a matter of endurance, rather than speed or finesse, so she - very carefully - begins to dig her way into the grave, pushing cracked masks out of the way, searching for any signs of life. ]
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She had never seen this dark pit herself. It had been sealed before she was old enough to walk, to explore, to do things for herself, but she knows of it, and that alone is a weight on her heart.
Finding anything will be a matter of endurance, rather than speed or finesse, so she - very carefully - begins to dig her way into the grave, pushing cracked masks out of the way, searching for any signs of life. ]