Harrowhark the Ninth (
we_bring_hell
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2020-09-06 04:11 am (UTC)
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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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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.