[She's always dancing out of his reach. She works like a chess grandmaster. In the end, you only meet with her pawns.]
[The contempt makes him raise his head, clarity returning ever slightly into his morose gaze. It reminds him, with a raw feeling, of that night. Tears behind a mask. A tone filled with murderous intent. Not directed at him this time, but...]
Whatever. I'll....I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. She will pay. I assure you of that.
[Why does he feel like he needs to promise that to Roland? He doesn't know. It's like an urge. Roland as penance. Roland as judge and executor. He let his dreams flow that one time, even though they barely knew each other.]
[He wants a soul like him to understand, that's all.]
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[She's always dancing out of his reach. She works like a chess grandmaster. In the end, you only meet with her pawns.]
[The contempt makes him raise his head, clarity returning ever slightly into his morose gaze. It reminds him, with a raw feeling, of that night. Tears behind a mask. A tone filled with murderous intent. Not directed at him this time, but...]
Whatever. I'll....I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. She will pay. I assure you of that.
[Why does he feel like he needs to promise that to Roland? He doesn't know. It's like an urge. Roland as penance. Roland as judge and executor. He let his dreams flow that one time, even though they barely knew each other.]
[He wants a soul like him to understand, that's all.]