[ Now, she might be able to just try talking through the wall, but it has been an oddly wearying evening and she doesn't trust the strength of her voice at the moment. It would be difficult not to feel the need to speak over the invisible monster clawing at her window. ]
Not at all. It is a welcome change. If you do decide to write such a love song, it ought to be sad.
I would wager that I am yet older than you, but I shall at least grow no older. Any further years have been banished to this realm alone. A jest in place of a life.
I could not give any one reason. I could never answer her. I knew Night before Day was born, yet I remain no more than a blade of grass. I am not human, if that is your curiosity.
I know what it means to live multiple lives, and what it means to take them. I would only wish to prevent you from succumbing to the darker self as I once did.
un: headless ragdoll | during the cursed castle stay
Do you hear it? The scratching?
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I can come check your door?
( it's a question, but he might do it anyway to check on her... )
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There is nothing there, yet that nothing moves between the window and door each night.
Nothing is at the window tonight. Far too loud.
Perhaps it's me.
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The scratching is real somehow.
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But it is ceaseless.
Why does it not follow when I leave the room?
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Do you?
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What do you dream of?
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Once, I dreamt of love. Then I dreamt of death. Only death, I thought, but the two could never separate in the end.
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I'm sorry if that's too personal.
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They were never truly mine. I am not made for such a dream, or any.
But I am hopeful we will eventually find you something other than blood to dream of.
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To my knowledge, I've never had a love to dream of. What do they say? Better to have love and lost?
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[ On either count. ]
Your time is not yet over, at least. You may yet find such a thing and even manage to keep it. Is there not a song for that?
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And likely. My songs come to me at odd times. Mostly when I need them most.
Has my night time playing been bothering you?
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I would wager that I am yet older than you, but I shall at least grow no older. Any further years have been banished to this realm alone. A jest in place of a life.
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I hate to pry... but you're very clearly different from the others. I think you know me in a way most wouldn't.
But if it's not too much... why?
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I know what it means to live multiple lives, and what it means to take them. I would only wish to prevent you from succumbing to the darker self as I once did.
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Thank you for your honesty. And your aid. I think so few come close to understanding. But you seem to. And you don't hate me for it still.
It does provide a certain level of hope.
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Perhaps you need only to find your Phobos to unlock the rest.