[ You are tiny. You are insignificant. You are one with the universe. You are a speck. You do not matter.
That's one way of looking at it. Elias wants to focus on another way.
You are part of a whole. You are a little bit of something bigger. You are more. In your do not mattering, you matter more than most because the something bigger has chosen you, has made a place for you. Elias tries to brute force his mind out of this ever-encroaching horror by focusing on the last time he was a speck: the apocalypse, when he was king undying, a conduit of the Eye, a portion of a whole, when he could feel all of knowledge funneled through him and it felt wonderful.
So in true Magnus Archives fashion, Steel's voice cuts through a lot of monologuing. ]
—it slinks and enters and covers them like a blanket, darkness pressing down, I am too tight, I cannot breathe, the mind fades and the thoughts start to fuzz, blurred at the edges like an old film, an out of focus photograph, they scream and cry and stop for each scream takes the air, the fetid air which chokes and thins and—
[ A pause. Steel's talking now! Elias's big dumb episode 193 style monologue stops as he gives Steel a little chuckle, trying to stay calm and collected despite the fact that he is very annoyed by all this. ]
You know, I don't think I will. [ A pause before, ] Which one of them are you working with?
Steel
That's one way of looking at it. Elias wants to focus on another way.
You are part of a whole. You are a little bit of something bigger. You are more. In your do not mattering, you matter more than most because the something bigger has chosen you, has made a place for you. Elias tries to brute force his mind out of this ever-encroaching horror by focusing on the last time he was a speck: the apocalypse, when he was king undying, a conduit of the Eye, a portion of a whole, when he could feel all of knowledge funneled through him and it felt wonderful.
So in true Magnus Archives fashion, Steel's voice cuts through a lot of monologuing. ]
—it slinks and enters and covers them like a blanket, darkness pressing down, I am too tight, I cannot breathe, the mind fades and the thoughts start to fuzz, blurred at the edges like an old film, an out of focus photograph, they scream and cry and stop for each scream takes the air, the fetid air which chokes and thins and—
[ A pause. Steel's talking now! Elias's big dumb episode 193 style monologue stops as he gives Steel a little chuckle, trying to stay calm and collected despite the fact that he is very annoyed by all this. ]
You know, I don't think I will. [ A pause before, ] Which one of them are you working with?