So Topaz had suggested a trunk because that was what she was locked up in on full moons. How barbaric! Ruby wanted to protest, then reconsidered. Topaz seemed concerned about them doing this werewolf preparation correctly and she knew how Topaz could get when they didn't do things properly.

"Alright," Ruby replied solemnly. "We could use one of the broomstick trunks, they're, you know-" she made a gesture of waving her spread palms parallel to each other, to indicate the boxes' shape.

It then occurred to her that it would be akin to Topaz laying in a casket.

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Topaz flinched, not at Ruby's suggestion but at the expression on her face when the other shoe dropped.

"That's perfect," she said, before Ruby could backtrack or apologize. Topaz was too practical to be distracted by morbid symbolism, particularly when there was work to be done. "I'll get started on magically reinforcing the sides. Just in case." She was still hoping that the quarantine resolved itself before it mattered, but she wasn't going to put off what needed to be done on a vague hope. She intended to be prepared for the worst, which meant she didn't have a second to lose. Without waiting for any further comment from her twin, Topaz picked up her wand and headed out of the room to start preparations.

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pinned my hopes to the summit of someday

Magnolia