[ It's not only the ability to contain things. Jesse spent most of her life looking for her baby brother. While it was far from the reunion she dreamed and hoped for? It was still a reunion. They found each other. Now she is in a place where she will be there when--and if--he ever wakes up. If that can happen? Alan can edit the story, change the ending, and bring home a happy ending.
Even if she's the only one who believes it.
« I'm used to being the only one who believes in something as true and real. » ]
No, Alan. [ Her tone is suddenly hard, gaze laser focused. ] The Dark Presence has been here longer than any of us. This is the place it's claimed as home. Bright Falls is like Ordinary. It would never be normal.
The Dark Presence used people before you. It'll try to use someone else. You aren't the only person who has caused reality changing bullshit to happen here. Okay? If it hadn't used you to start with, none of it would happen. Everything of this is a consequence of that interaction.
Maybe you could have done something better, smarter, but that's hindsight. You did what you did and now it's time to fix the now instead of bemoaning what you did. I've been there. I know what it's like. All you can do is move forward and make the changes now to make up for it.
[ She knows this feeling. How he kisses her neck and down, the hair of his beard brushing along her skin. Another soft moan escapes as she shudders in his hold. Gods she's missed this. Missed him; missed how he can make her feel with just a few motions.
A hand lifts to his face. Tips of her fingers brush over his beard, then his lips, as he raises his head and says her name. Darkened hazed green eyes meet his in a returned question, unable to really proper answer hum with words. Her read hair is fanned over the pillow under her.
no subject
Even if she's the only one who believes it.
« I'm used to being the only one who believes in something as true and real. » ]
No, Alan. [ Her tone is suddenly hard, gaze laser focused. ] The Dark Presence has been here longer than any of us. This is the place it's claimed as home. Bright Falls is like Ordinary. It would never be normal.
The Dark Presence used people before you. It'll try to use someone else. You aren't the only person who has caused reality changing bullshit to happen here. Okay? If it hadn't used you to start with, none of it would happen. Everything of this is a consequence of that interaction.
Maybe you could have done something better, smarter, but that's hindsight. You did what you did and now it's time to fix the now instead of bemoaning what you did. I've been there. I know what it's like. All you can do is move forward and make the changes now to make up for it.
[ She knows this feeling. How he kisses her neck and down, the hair of his beard brushing along her skin. Another soft moan escapes as she shudders in his hold. Gods she's missed this. Missed him; missed how he can make her feel with just a few motions.
A hand lifts to his face. Tips of her fingers brush over his beard, then his lips, as he raises his head and says her name. Darkened hazed green eyes meet his in a returned question, unable to really proper answer hum with words. Her read hair is fanned over the pillow under her.
« Why did he stop? » ]