ordinar: (♛ 015)
Crown Prince Wilhelm ♛ ([personal profile] ordinar) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-07-19 12:38 am (UTC)

[He winds the blade of grass around his finger, unwinds it, and winds it around another. Tighter each time, so that the blade presses white and red stripes into his skin.

What happened to Kyle's sister reminds him of what Josselyn's acolytes did to him and the other captured Summoned — not slicing them open, but planting deep inside them something that would rot them body and mind, all in an attempt to anchor their god to a vessel. He can't help but run his fingers over his arm, remembering how his flesh split with sores and fungus and roots.

It's hard to wrap his mind around it, just like it's hard to understand the intersection of different versions of the world. Different versions of your own life. Kyle had told him, definitively, that his sister was dead. Was he remembering the other Kyle's life? Did he sometimes get it mixed up?

Frowning at the dog — Kyle's sister — he imagines another version of himself, whose brother never died in a car crash, who never had to become Crown Prince.]


But...you can't really create people here, can you? They're not...actually themselves.

[He says it softly, looking away from Kyle.]

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