Honestly, in spite of what he was told, the remaining walk seems to take an inordinate amount of time. The air is still cleaner than it was, but there are the sounds of voices again--louder now, more openly hostile. He can make out words now, in the mess:
"--no! Stop! No, no, no, no, no... I haven't even accomplished anything yet--!"
"--I can't stand it. I spent every one of those thousand and one nights wishing for nothing more than to not die. Every fiber of my being is terrified of death!"
"This... This can't be how I die! I was... I was going to destroy...this entire world...!!!"
They're getting louder. There are so many of them.
[The curses . . . he doesn't stop for any of them, or call out to answer them. He maybe twitches here and there. But he walks. He just walks, looking straight ahead of him, holding onto Crobat, trusting in her to alert him if anything out there in the dark actually does make a move. Walk forward . . . just keep going.]
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Date: 2022-09-04 10:37 pm (UTC)Honestly, in spite of what he was told, the remaining walk seems to take an inordinate amount of time. The air is still cleaner than it was, but there are the sounds of voices again--louder now, more openly hostile. He can make out words now, in the mess:
"--no! Stop! No, no, no, no, no... I haven't even accomplished anything yet--!"
"--I can't stand it. I spent every one of those thousand and one nights wishing for nothing more than to not die. Every fiber of my being is terrified of death!"
"This... This can't be how I die! I was... I was going to destroy...this entire world...!!!"
They're getting louder. There are so many of them.
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Date: 2022-09-04 10:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-09-04 10:54 pm (UTC)And then they stop.