[There are times when she really does try to do everything on her own, and she hoped that this could be one of those times. He needed her, and she couldn't do anything to help him. They're stuck in this spiraling nightmare with no way out, caught up in it until morning comes. All she ever wants to do is help him, be there for him, be able to pull him out of the dark when it all comes back... And she can't even do that this time. She's tried so hard not to let this helplessness defeat her, but it feels almost hopeless as she feels the scales continue to harden on his body, like she's the one who's only made it worse.
But then his hand finds hers, their small fingers squeezing together.]
I love you, too...
[She says it aloud through a fought back sob, telling him that yes, she knows what he is trying to say.]
It's hard... I don't know what to do...
[As she pulls him close, her face burying in his hair where she lets out that sob.
But that scent of starflowers continues to fill the air around them, and those fires continue to burn brighter, those unsaid words threading their way through her. Beneath their feet as they float through this endless, dark void, those starflowers begin to bloom, and as more and more begin to sprout, they begin to form a trail that leads seemingly to nowhere...
She just needs to get him free of this.
A deep breath in, and then out, every part of her trembling from both the exertion and the fear... the anger. But that was always the way with her, wasn't it? She's felt that anger all her life, ever since she lost everything, just like he did. That was why her dreamotion manifested the way that it did—that's why those flames continue to burn around her. She turned that anger into something else... a reason to fight, and a reason to keep on living despite having lost everything to them. Her life, her family, her home, her innocence, all of it burned away in the flames that night...
Just like him...
As those thoughts race through her head, as that vengeance and that anger come roaring back, there's a surge of heat so hot that it's enough to burn her, and though it doesn't hurt, she can feel it. In the next moment, the blast is so wide and so hot that it rips through everything—the claws, the tendrils, the eyes that continue to stare down at her...]
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But then his hand finds hers, their small fingers squeezing together.]
I love you, too...
[She says it aloud through a fought back sob, telling him that yes, she knows what he is trying to say.]
It's hard... I don't know what to do...
[As she pulls him close, her face burying in his hair where she lets out that sob.
But that scent of starflowers continues to fill the air around them, and those fires continue to burn brighter, those unsaid words threading their way through her. Beneath their feet as they float through this endless, dark void, those starflowers begin to bloom, and as more and more begin to sprout, they begin to form a trail that leads seemingly to nowhere...
She just needs to get him free of this.
A deep breath in, and then out, every part of her trembling from both the exertion and the fear... the anger. But that was always the way with her, wasn't it? She's felt that anger all her life, ever since she lost everything, just like he did. That was why her dreamotion manifested the way that it did—that's why those flames continue to burn around her. She turned that anger into something else... a reason to fight, and a reason to keep on living despite having lost everything to them. Her life, her family, her home, her innocence, all of it burned away in the flames that night...
Just like him...
As those thoughts race through her head, as that vengeance and that anger come roaring back, there's a surge of heat so hot that it's enough to burn her, and though it doesn't hurt, she can feel it. In the next moment, the blast is so wide and so hot that it rips through everything—the claws, the tendrils, the eyes that continue to stare down at her...]
I'm sick of this...