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2.9/ text, locked/ follow your dreams to a place
locked to all clinic staff, nick valentine, curufin;
( God, but actually writing these words feels strange, no matter how necessary she knows them to be. With the work on The Door and its Fragments, with Carlisle's health, all these things which are shifting her attention, there's really only one thing she can do now. )
I'm leaving the clinic.
( There. They're out. )
Will help if needed in future.
( After all, who knows what the future in Hadriel will hold? )
( God, but actually writing these words feels strange, no matter how necessary she knows them to be. With the work on The Door and its Fragments, with Carlisle's health, all these things which are shifting her attention, there's really only one thing she can do now. )
I'm leaving the clinic.
( There. They're out. )
Will help if needed in future.
( After all, who knows what the future in Hadriel will hold? )

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( He's got the right idea. And she doesn't think he'll need luck, because the staff have always been good, but she wishes it anyway.
It's going to be strange, not being there any more. But it's for the best. )