𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌
/ˈpæɹəˌkɒz(ə)m/ • pa‧ra‧co‧sm
(n.) a detailed, prolonged imaginary world, with history and often geological creations, created by a child that includes human, animal or alien creations.
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an Ib (2021) fanfiction | Garry x...
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𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲:
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You collapsed on the floor of the small library, exhausted and two petals off your rose. The last room had – more or less – demanded you to get well acquainted with the Lady in Red painting that you had recalled seeing in the real gallery, which you had briskly walked past in the panic of not finding your friends. Even that feels like days ago...
The Lady in Red was a vicious woman, and much faster than she looked; impressive, considering she only had her arms for means of transportation – using her hands or elbows to drag her torso and painting's frame across the floor.
Essentially, you had resulted in using yourself as bait to lure the woman away from the key, which had dropped to the floor from behind her painting – the exact same moment she had dropped to the floor.
So it was Ib's goal to obtain that red key.
You had managed to keep Ib from having to sustain any injuries whatsoever, and taking one too many injuries of your own blundering. You had bashed your knee in the corner of one of the statues in haste, and stopped to attempt to ease the pain – that was a fatal mistake, and resulted in your second petal of the room.
