[ The soothing touches feel as though they cool her blood with every little shift, and when her eyes drift back open to stare off into nothing, it's with a heavy-lidded haze. ]
You consider them all to be an equal part of you?
[ Of course she had come to think of him ruling over dreams, managing them somehow, embodying them in a certain way, but not as wholly as he has now described. It's a fascinating consideration, and something that makes her smile to herself. It's bittersweet, though, perhaps a grimace, and fortunately something that's only able to be viewed by the crumbling headstones and twisted trees.
No matter what he says, Vanessa is sure that if given the choice, she could—would do away with the evil inside of her. After all she's done and is prophesied to do, how could she not? ]
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You consider them all to be an equal part of you?
[ Of course she had come to think of him ruling over dreams, managing them somehow, embodying them in a certain way, but not as wholly as he has now described. It's a fascinating consideration, and something that makes her smile to herself. It's bittersweet, though, perhaps a grimace, and fortunately something that's only able to be viewed by the crumbling headstones and twisted trees.
No matter what he says, Vanessa is sure that if given the choice, she could—would do away with the evil inside of her. After all she's done and is prophesied to do, how could she not? ]
Even the nightmares?