[Soothing. Like an empty house with uncomfortable chairs. Letting you forget everything that ever caused you pain until you forget yourself. Barely existing until you fade away to nothing. The mist around him solidifying more with the memory, recently dredged up for a different purpose.
Jonah takes a sharp breath. Warmth. Algric and Timothy, a home where they willingly and gladly took him in.]
Because that is, unfortunately, part of living. You and the others made it so.
[Rayner, Magnus, Lukas. The Lightless Flame, Orsinov. All of them. None of them had to be named players in any of this, giving shape and form to their eldritch fears. But they did.]
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Date: 2020-10-14 01:52 am (UTC)Jonah takes a sharp breath. Warmth. Algric and Timothy, a home where they willingly and gladly took him in.]
Because that is, unfortunately, part of living. You and the others made it so.
[Rayner, Magnus, Lukas. The Lightless Flame, Orsinov. All of them. None of them had to be named players in any of this, giving shape and form to their eldritch fears. But they did.]