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Edmund Bertram (beyondwords) wrote,

Edmund had awoken in similar circumstances, surprised to find that he wasn't in his own bed, wrapped up in the many blankets he tended to indulge in. He was even more surprised to find himself dressed, wearing a bit more color than he would have picked for himself, but at least it was appropriate. And he'd found himself wearing more pieces with color more recently, so he supposed it wasn't completely out of character.

He wasn't quite sure what time of day it was- not so early that there was still morning dew on the bushes but not so late that the sun was high in the sky. The hedges of the maze were on either side of him and he picked a direction and began to walk, unsure if he was alone or if others were in a similar situation.

Hearing a voice, he startled, but immediately smiled when he found it to be Eliza. "It's me, Eliza. Are you alright? Have you been here long?"