Date: 2020-09-06 04:11 am (UTC)
we_bring_hell: (Naked face)
it's all right, whispers the Body. i'm proud of you

She leans close and presses a kiss to Harrow's forehead, passing straight through the niqab and frosting the blood-sweat on her brow. And then


Light. Real life, as dazzling after the anti-light of her hallucination as the blaze of Creation after a lifetime of Dominicus.

She reaches up and peels off the veil, revealing her sharp little face, sticky with blood. "I... what did you say?" she says dazedly.
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