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estdeus_innobisDay 311, Thursday, April 8th
Glass' home
Evening
Been meaning to bring this by, after the dreams. Taken me a week to do, but here I am now. It's been... well. More deaths than I thought. One life given and brought out, and life gone and dark. Should go find the first. Know a little, maybe, of how it feels. A little. But I figure there's others as do too, and I'm none too helpful these days. Haven't figured it out for myself, this strange half-lived life, even if I can't really tell where I start and he finishes.
As for the other, well. Can't bring myself to feel too badly. Know Syl must be taking it hard, but he and I never got along for the short time we knew each other as men. And the town's safer, now. An uncertain ally's worth two enemies sometimes, and he wasn't even that. But then, that's what Syl would say too. Said as much, truly, when we spoke on Wanda's child. Wonder what she's planning, Syl. Didn't part on best terms, then. Know she wants to cut away that threat, that doubt, and part of me thinks its the smart thing to do.
But it's different. Babe's never done me harm, not like the Night Wind. Man picked his side, and there's no knowing if he'd have ever stepped back over that line.
I knock on Glass' door. The clock has an easy feel to my hand, but it's not mine. Not by rights, and whatever it is, it suits her better than me.
[Open to Glass]
Glass' home
Evening
Been meaning to bring this by, after the dreams. Taken me a week to do, but here I am now. It's been... well. More deaths than I thought. One life given and brought out, and life gone and dark. Should go find the first. Know a little, maybe, of how it feels. A little. But I figure there's others as do too, and I'm none too helpful these days. Haven't figured it out for myself, this strange half-lived life, even if I can't really tell where I start and he finishes.
As for the other, well. Can't bring myself to feel too badly. Know Syl must be taking it hard, but he and I never got along for the short time we knew each other as men. And the town's safer, now. An uncertain ally's worth two enemies sometimes, and he wasn't even that. But then, that's what Syl would say too. Said as much, truly, when we spoke on Wanda's child. Wonder what she's planning, Syl. Didn't part on best terms, then. Know she wants to cut away that threat, that doubt, and part of me thinks its the smart thing to do.
But it's different. Babe's never done me harm, not like the Night Wind. Man picked his side, and there's no knowing if he'd have ever stepped back over that line.
I knock on Glass' door. The clock has an easy feel to my hand, but it's not mine. Not by rights, and whatever it is, it suits her better than me.
[Open to Glass]
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