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Re: Gordon (Sponge)
Her sad smile changed into a genuine one. "You understand. Or at least, you say you do."
She stood back up from her kneeling position and moved back to the bedside, sitting down upon it. She brushed her long hair behind her with her hand, hooking it behind her long pointed ear.
"The nature of this dream-spell is suspect, as much to you as it is to the powers that be. I am depending upon you not being able to believe me. It is what strengthens my argument of defense against those who would sense this. I can say my only purpose here was to plant a seed of doubt - a moment's respite from you would be all I might need to defeat you later on. Hesitation is death in the heat of battle, yes? So the very essence of this vision, this conversation, is blurred in uncertainty. That is how I can deliver this message to you."
She gazed at him, blinking her slanted eyes in a state of peaceful repose.
"There is another veil clouding your understanding that you have yet to pierce. I hesitate to speak outright of it, for there may be no coming back should I voice what I fear. I have lain hints for you to consider. Perhaps you'll stumble across it in your own time. But for now, this is what I can tell you: When you meet me in the 'real' world..." When she spoke the word real, there was a definite audible quotation around the word - an extra strong emphasis that suggested in fact, the opposite was true.
"...when first you finally meet me, I will not be as I am now. I shall be following the pattern set before me, walking that tight rope helplessly. I will be your enemy. I will seek to do harm to you, likely through your friends first, then to you. My goal then will be to truly dominate you - I will want to trap you, force you to be my lover, I will try to poison any relations you have with your women friends. You will have right to hate me."
She tilted her head away from him and sighed, bringing a hand to rub at her temple. "I do not know how you will avoid it, but I ask you to search for a way to free me. I ask you to capture me, subdue me, convert me legitimately so the me which is currently trapped inside can come forth. It can only truly end by destroying the Darkness which enslaves me. I ask this because I see no other way out for me... It is my belief..."
Here she hesitated for a few moments, her eyes flitting side to side. "It is my belief that should I defeat you, I would die a death as permanent as if you were to kill me yourself. I fear death, young one, for I do not feel that I have truly lived. I am asking you to help me live. Do you understand?" Then under her breath she muttered: "Can you understand? I wonder."
Her sad smile changed into a genuine one. "You understand. Or at least, you say you do."
She stood back up from her kneeling position and moved back to the bedside, sitting down upon it. She brushed her long hair behind her with her hand, hooking it behind her long pointed ear.
"The nature of this dream-spell is suspect, as much to you as it is to the powers that be. I am depending upon you not being able to believe me. It is what strengthens my argument of defense against those who would sense this. I can say my only purpose here was to plant a seed of doubt - a moment's respite from you would be all I might need to defeat you later on. Hesitation is death in the heat of battle, yes? So the very essence of this vision, this conversation, is blurred in uncertainty. That is how I can deliver this message to you."
She gazed at him, blinking her slanted eyes in a state of peaceful repose.
"There is another veil clouding your understanding that you have yet to pierce. I hesitate to speak outright of it, for there may be no coming back should I voice what I fear. I have lain hints for you to consider. Perhaps you'll stumble across it in your own time. But for now, this is what I can tell you: When you meet me in the 'real' world..." When she spoke the word real, there was a definite audible quotation around the word - an extra strong emphasis that suggested in fact, the opposite was true.
"...when first you finally meet me, I will not be as I am now. I shall be following the pattern set before me, walking that tight rope helplessly. I will be your enemy. I will seek to do harm to you, likely through your friends first, then to you. My goal then will be to truly dominate you - I will want to trap you, force you to be my lover, I will try to poison any relations you have with your women friends. You will have right to hate me."
She tilted her head away from him and sighed, bringing a hand to rub at her temple. "I do not know how you will avoid it, but I ask you to search for a way to free me. I ask you to capture me, subdue me, convert me legitimately so the me which is currently trapped inside can come forth. It can only truly end by destroying the Darkness which enslaves me. I ask this because I see no other way out for me... It is my belief..."
Here she hesitated for a few moments, her eyes flitting side to side. "It is my belief that should I defeat you, I would die a death as permanent as if you were to kill me yourself. I fear death, young one, for I do not feel that I have truly lived. I am asking you to help me live. Do you understand?" Then under her breath she muttered: "Can you understand? I wonder."