[ her throat feels dry. she folds her hands together, fingers curled like she is trying to shrink on herself or hold tight to something invisible. ]
It's called the Cut. [ this feels easier than touching the other matter. ] Enough concentrated shadow—or light—and it can become solid. Long enough to do the job, at least. [ slowly, ] I've never done it before. I had never done it before. But even if I could, I'm the sun summoner. It should be light. It should be my power, not ...
I—
[ she blinks fast, looks up at the ceiling. ]
I've been ... seeing him. Since the Void. I — [ she shakes her head. ] I tried to talk to Dr. House about it, but he couldn't help. And it feels so real.
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[ her throat feels dry. she folds her hands together, fingers curled like she is trying to shrink on herself or hold tight to something invisible. ]
It's called the Cut. [ this feels easier than touching the other matter. ] Enough concentrated shadow—or light—and it can become solid. Long enough to do the job, at least. [ slowly, ] I've never done it before. I had never done it before. But even if I could, I'm the sun summoner. It should be light. It should be my power, not ...
I—
[ she blinks fast, looks up at the ceiling. ]
I've been ... seeing him. Since the Void. I — [ she shakes her head. ] I tried to talk to Dr. House about it, but he couldn't help. And it feels so real.