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Hallowed Serenity
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She walked into the inn.

"Cassius, yes."

"I've known Cassius for a long while; he would've told me he had company."

"It's an emergency. We're not lovers or anything, just very close. I'm a priest just like him. Please."

"I'm not sure if I can. I really don't feel uncomfortable."

But of course she did.

And when she came to check back in Cassius' room, all she saw was the robed woman in a turban looming over Cassius, looking so austere and insane and scary as fucking shit that the innkeeper didn't-- couldn't intrude. It was just a friend of Cassius. She was a priest, maybe they were doing some weird meditation thing. She didn't know and to put herself to ease she laid to sleep, trying not to think of it at all.

But all night, still, loomed the dark, droning woman, staring at dear Cassius. . .She was at the extremes of Shadow, and to some extent, he was of the Light.

Her fingers lightly touched his head and she began

taking advantage of him in his sleep. . .

"I used to understand happy, I know that I used to be happy, I was really happy."

she pierced his subconscious. . .

"I- I'm happy now and I can't remember what it's like to be happy, I only remember. . ."

And at one moment she appeared vulnerable, arousing--

". . .I don't remember."

Distressing in a deep sleep of serendipitous disillusionment thwarting the foresight of a thousand ages spilling hard into the conquests of dozens of nadirs and apexes in a never ending slush of emotional context. . .

"I remember being happy only in comparison. . ."

and her limbs fell off like flakes, bloody spews of black shadowy ichor tentacles wrapping around your neck, you cannot breathe an automatic feature is being disabled

"To not being happy, which is what I am now."

TO ESCAPE FROM THE LIGHTS JUDGEMENT IS TO PUT AN OBJECT IN ITS PATH


and in the night she stole away, knowing her deed had been done
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