[For Malakhim... or Seraphim. Whatever-- it's mind over matter. Same as it was with food and gaining weight. It wasn't like she didn't want to be the kind of beautiful woman that Lailah was. Without a doubt she was absolutely jealous of the figure that made guys everywhere putty in front of her. So why was it that after all that time she never changed? The answer was simple, if not painful. First her brother ran off on her, leaving her to her own lonely devices. Then he got himself turned into a dragon...
That whole time she could only think of protecting that place-- of keeping things the way they were so he'd always have a place to come home to. If she'd changed... if he couldn't recognize her when he finally came back... Even the dragon who's mind was gone...
For a long time she'd been plagued with thoughts like that.
Only recently had she been freed from that fear, albeit in the most painful way. And now-- and now, like salt in the wound, everything came back to haunt her. This shouldn't be real, couldn't be real. Yet she couldn't move. She was frozen in place until his hand landed on her head.
It was just as warm as she remembered...]
I wonder who's fault that is.
[She wants to call him out for the fraud she knows he must be. But... the words get caught in her throat. This kind of horrible illusion-- yeah she knew someone who could do it, reasonably but. Why? And why all this?? What the hell...]
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That whole time she could only think of protecting that place-- of keeping things the way they were so he'd always have a place to come home to. If she'd changed... if he couldn't recognize her when he finally came back... Even the dragon who's mind was gone...
For a long time she'd been plagued with thoughts like that.
Only recently had she been freed from that fear, albeit in the most painful way. And now-- and now, like salt in the wound, everything came back to haunt her. This shouldn't be real, couldn't be real. Yet she couldn't move. She was frozen in place until his hand landed on her head.
It was just as warm as she remembered...]
I wonder who's fault that is.
[She wants to call him out for the fraud she knows he must be. But... the words get caught in her throat. This kind of horrible illusion-- yeah she knew someone who could do it, reasonably but. Why? And why all this?? What the hell...]
So I guess you've seen-- a lot's happened.