[ « It's like watching what happened to Dylan. Except that he decided to embrace the Hiss entirely. Alan's still fighting it. »
Polaris gently hums, that geometric light pattern swirling in the place in Alan's mind where he sees things. Where inspiration comes from bits of peoples lives and experiences he has known. Dhe glimmers brightly then dimly, and one word seems to be accompanied by a voice that sounds like a familiar woman's, but lighter and more harmonious.
｟ Light. "A sound. A resonance. It shouldn't be a surprise. If there's one, why not another." ｠
If the Hiss could interact with the Darkness, than Polaris can interact with the Light. But the Writer needs to bring the Light from in himself.
Jesse looks down once more at Alan's answer. She curls her hands to keep them from shaking. Not that it really works all that well. She still trembles. ]
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Polaris gently hums, that geometric light pattern swirling in the place in Alan's mind where he sees things. Where inspiration comes from bits of peoples lives and experiences he has known. Dhe glimmers brightly then dimly, and one word seems to be accompanied by a voice that sounds like a familiar woman's, but lighter and more harmonious.
｟ Light. "A sound. A resonance. It shouldn't be a surprise. If there's one, why not another." ｠
If the Hiss could interact with the Darkness, than Polaris can interact with the Light. But the Writer needs to bring the Light from in himself.
Jesse looks down once more at Alan's answer. She curls her hands to keep them from shaking. Not that it really works all that well. She still trembles. ]
Yeah. We did. It just took me longer to say it.