@MilitemofMortus She prepared two glasses, pouring a good amount in each. "Thank you. Benefits of castings a second curse is that you're+

@MilitemofMortus +in charge of the interior design." She smiled, offering him his glass. "I liked the fields when I was a young girl."

@MilitemofMortus "How long have you been here?" Zelena asked curiously.

@MilitemofMortus "Very strong powers." She said simply. "I don't invite any stranger in here. You are peculiar."

@MilitemofMortus "How so?" The witch sat opposite him, tapping the table with her fingernails.

@MilitemofMortus She stared at his empty glass. "Then what?"

@MilitemofMortus "I want to know why a man is in my farmhouse vicinity. After all the evil things that have happened here..."

@MilitemofMortus "Cain?" She grinned. "Like the Cain who killed his own brother?"

@MilitemofMortus "I have a picture of you hung up in this house, you know.." She looked at him. "But whats changed?"

@MilitemofMortus She followed him. "I wanted the one of you murdering your brother. It's the exact thing I wanted to do to my sister. But+

@MilitemofMortus +knowing your memory flowed throughout this house gave me that spark."

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@VanessaOfOz Zelena sat pensively in her rocking chair, fiddling with her pendant. She was a vulnerable specimen, and all she could think~

~about with ease was what she knew best; chaos and betrayal. And who else knew more about that than @VanessaOfOz. She stroked the pendant~

@VanessaOfOz ~in a simple pattern - one that the sisters of Oz recreated on the pendants as a way of summoning each other, as long as they~

@VanessaOfOz ~were in the same realm. And Vanessa was, as far as Zelena knew, still in Storybrooke. "C'mon, sis.." She muttered to herself.

@VanessaOfOz Zelena stood from her chair. "Is it that obvious?" She asked bluntly.

@VanessaOfOz "My life has been full of it. I'm sure Glinda filled you all in on those chapters." Zelena huffed. "Like the gossiper she was."

Zelena glanced between both 𝒮𝓀𝓎𝓁𝑒𝓇 ℬ𝑒𝓁𝓁 Peter Pan. "I need my magic, it's an unhealthy crutch, but the only one I have." She said solemnly.

Zelena thought of her little green bean. She stared at Peter Pan and then at 𝒮𝓀𝓎𝓁𝑒𝓇 ℬ𝑒𝓁𝓁. "You have a point." She admitted begrudgingly.