"We are the rings of a tree trunk. So far engrained and part of each other that I would know if you were not the man I knew, the man I love."
After all, she had been taken captive by a God and he had stood fast and seen that under it all she was there. If he was but a shade of the man he was, fine, all she needed was to shine the light upon him and reveal what she knew was there.
Selene had seen enough in the last dying memories of her mother to have an idea of what he may be speaking of. An idea. Not truth. That she needed from his lips. Her eyes closed and she fought tears she wished not to fall. "My father. You wish to confine him to...." Hell. She couldn't say it. But she knew enough. From memories that were not hers and horrible nightmares that plauged her still. "To where he rests.....
Why?"
That was the part she did not understand. Though there was the dream. The one she had so often of Amelia hanging from a noose in the woods and Matayas being the monster hidden in the trees. What was he not telling her?
"Please. I beg you. Do not be coy. Tell me what I do not know....but feel. Make it make sense."
She couldn't hear the sound of his heart thudding over the sound of her own. Selene did not want to fight him. Knew if anyone could kill her it was Lothoro. She stumbled back when he pushed her away and reached for the knife at her back. "I suppose we have chatted enough then....."
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Date: 2011-09-15 02:39 am (UTC)After all, she had been taken captive by a God and he had stood fast and seen that under it all she was there. If he was but a shade of the man he was, fine, all she needed was to shine the light upon him and reveal what she knew was there.
Selene had seen enough in the last dying memories of her mother to have an idea of what he may be speaking of. An idea. Not truth. That she needed from his lips. Her eyes closed and she fought tears she wished not to fall. "My father. You wish to confine him to...." Hell. She couldn't say it. But she knew enough. From memories that were not hers and horrible nightmares that plauged her still. "To where he rests.....
Why?"
That was the part she did not understand. Though there was the dream. The one she had so often of Amelia hanging from a noose in the woods and Matayas being the monster hidden in the trees. What was he not telling her?
"Please. I beg you. Do not be coy. Tell me what I do not know....but feel. Make it make sense."
She couldn't hear the sound of his heart thudding over the sound of her own. Selene did not want to fight him. Knew if anyone could kill her it was Lothoro. She stumbled back when he pushed her away and reached for the knife at her back. "I suppose we have chatted enough then....."