[ there a long pause, while he turns that over. yes, it's a little funny, isn't it? the parallel tracks they all seem to find themselves on.
he hates to think it, to acknowledge the beast of the thought hulking in the corner of the room, but there was a certain amount of hope for some sense of relief in death that hasn't come. maybe it's the same for astarion.
he could be right, perhaps it's a simple matter of time. ]
... It's strange, I admit. To fling yourself through the cage door after all that struggle against it and then to find yourself terrified of the open sky.
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[ there a long pause, while he turns that over. yes, it's a little funny, isn't it? the parallel tracks they all seem to find themselves on.
he hates to think it, to acknowledge the beast of the thought hulking in the corner of the room, but there was a certain amount of hope for some sense of relief in death that hasn't come. maybe it's the same for astarion.
he could be right, perhaps it's a simple matter of time. ]
... It's strange, I admit. To fling yourself through the cage door after all that struggle against it and then to find yourself terrified of the open sky.