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Ὄρθρος | Orthrus ([personal profile] twibeast) wrote 2023-10-05 12:36 am (UTC)

Next thing you remember, you wake up on a beach.

The sight of a large body of water behind you spooks you and you run off paying no mind to the people on the beach with you. Once you're on your own though you start to put things together.

This isn't right. You were inside the Enthrall sleeping for who knows how long. So why are you here now? Is this another situation like the tower?

...Ah.

You see now.

This is how the Enthrall will grant your wish.

You're going to die here. You're convinced of that. And you welcome it eagerly.












...So you thought anyway.

But as the weeks go on, your end never comes. You're never targeted, and none of the motives stir you in a way to take action yourself. It just doesn't happen. Weirder still, people seem to care about you. Want you to trust them. And eventually you begin to care too.

...Is that okay?

Is it okay if you let them? Are you even ready for that?

You don't know. But at some point, you start wondering... which of your wishes is actually being granted.

At some point you make the decision for yourself. Of which one you actually want.

You start to let yourself feel loved again. You start to feel a little bit like your old self.

Little by little, step by step.

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