edalyn: (crying sad)
Eda Clawthorne ([personal profile] edalyn) wrote in [community profile] apocalypsehowcomm 2022-11-14 05:06 am (UTC)

The realisation that this was a dream was getting less comforting by the second. She already knew she fucked up, of course. She'd been putting all the blame on herself for a long time now. And it's not like she'd ever forgotten what they said when they left.

But hearing this, seeing this version of her, the idea that Raine saw her that way... sees her that way? Because this wasn't her own dream, was it. That was the part her mind had been trying not to accept.

She didn't try to argue this time--or maybe she just didn't have time. She took a sharp breath as the webs gave way and she felt tears stinging at her eyes by the time she fell onto the dias, bracing herself on her hands.

"We... this isn't real. Maybe we still can. Somehow. After we save the human realm. Time's weird." It was the hope she'd been clinging to lately, but it still rang hollow as she said it. She couldn't quite meet Raine's eyes. She didn't want to look around, either.

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